You know, the big, bad, senior quarterback doesn't offer to help the puny freshman much." I know, it's just weird. What could you possibly help me wi...h that I don't already know how to do?" You're right, but I think you can help me. Look at my lap. Do you see that bulge there? That's my dick. You're making me so horny, you're so hot. Do you think you can help me out?" Uh, sure. What should I do?" Take off your clothes. That's right. Let me see those tits. Oh, they are so big. Do you. "Here goes nothing" he muttered under his breath, signing the check. Martin was immediately relieved to see that it flowed out naturally in his Mom's handwriting, even feeling perfectly normal to use her name. Martin was amused that some teenager who was older than he normally was but somehow looking young and immature to him now, was carrying his groceries and loading them into the van for him. After thanking the boy, Martin sighed in relief, eager to return home and start getting dinner. He wasn’t permitted to pull out while he recovered. His lover laughed, cried, moaned, and even bit him in her passion.Tom returned to find them still in bed, his wife’s limbs wrapped around his best friend whose ass was thrusting gently. Seeing him, Sandra exclaimed, “Oh, goody! The next shift has arrived!” He retreated and got a beer on his way to the front porch. A little later, Sandra, wrapped in a thin robe, found him and sat close by.Without looking at her, Tom said softly, “I didn’t mean. I knew how to fight and not leave marks. I also wanted this over and done with. I had seen enough bad drunks in my day to know that if I let him up he would just go at it again. I told him if I ever heard of him hurting a woman again I would hunt him down and beat him until he begged to be dead.What happened next was shocking. All of a sudden Sheryl was on my back slapping and yelling at me to leave him alone. Next thing I knew, she was on the ground, telling him it was all her fault and.