"You really try hard and you have improved alot since you started playing. All the coaches have noticed." Fran said as she soaped her boobs and then h...r cunt. "Were you working on throw ins? Maybe you should let me rub your shoulders under the water." Fran said as she started to rub my shoulders with her soapy hands. I liked what she was doing and so did my cock. I leaned against the wall As she rubbed me her tits would brush against me. Then she asked if I would rub her down. Okay. Fran leaned. I took the elevator up to the room and knocked on the door. Inside, there were about 15 guys, most of them drinking, some smoking weed, almost every guy was black except for a few. Tre came up to me and said hello and grabbed my ass. All of the guys were looking at me and seemed excited. One guy said "Let's get the show started" and turned up some rap music. I asked who the bachelor was but no one seemed to know, later I realized there wasn't one. I went to the middle of the room and started. He was a junior in high school at this time. Michael was no football player or sports guy. I was more into sports than he was as I had started running cross-country track in junior high. He was nerdy and smart. He was on the academic decathlon team, which he seemed to enjoy though it certainly wasn’t going help him pick up girls, which I teased him about. Mostly he spent a lot of time reading and studying. I knew though that he loved me and would do anything for me. He has a kind of thick skin.. Holy shit, Karen suddenly thought, as a worrisome idea struck her.She knew that two dogs often became stuck together after fucking, and now she wondered if maybe Rover's cock was stuck up her cunt in the same way. The idea of having a cuntful of thick doggy prick, in itself, was not at all unpleasant, but Karen wondered how long it took before the dog's cock would soften and retract. She knew little about dogs, having bought Rover for a specific purpose rather than as a dog in general, and she.