Remember we were fake dating that night so those words started hinting at it wouldn't end as a fake date to me. As we left I couldn't help but noticed...the small little gestures he did, held the door to the car for me, handed me the seat belt when I got in, I may have dated but never had I met a guy that took that time to do simple things like that. When we got there I grabbed my purse and before I could reach for my door handle he had opened the door for me and had offered his hand, I grabbed. " She ordered. Amber took him by the hand and lead him deeper beaneath the bleachers, back where no light could reach them and she had all the privacy she was comfortable with. She began to rub on the head of his fully errected dick through his pants, she slowly unziped his jeans and pulled out his dick and began rubing it. She lowered herself to the ground and put his dick into her mouth, she blew him only for a few seconds because she could tell he was already about to explode. She stood. He started sliding it in and out and I couldn't help but groan. I wanted him. I wanted him in me.When he took his finger out, I felt empty. I wanted more. I wanted fullness. "Please, Tony, please fuck me."He put the head of his cock against my asshole and pushed in. It was excruciating. "Oh, shit," I said, "Just... wait... keep it in me, but let me get used to it... oh." It felt huge inside of me. I felt like he was splitting me open. My ass was throbbing but wouldn't you know, I wanted. They were talking and smiling.After another round of tequila shots, he led her to the dance floor.They quickly got into the rhythm of the music and before long Ana was bumping and grinding with him in the middle of the floor…After some dances, he led my slut wife to the back hallway and to one of the private party rooms there. They both disappeared inside of one of those rooms. I found the door was locked and I could not hear what was happening inside of the room.But then I found a barmaid. I.