We took off our shirts and Arya took off his boxers. Maya knelt down in front of us and gazed at the two hard cocks standing at rapt attention in fro...t of her. She licked her lips and her hands moved to cup our balls. She moved her hands from our balls up until she had our cocks in her hands and stroked them softly. She squeezed his dick a bit and a clear drop of precum appeared. Keeping her lips close together, she put them right over it and sucked it. Maya took Aryas cock first, opening her. I could feel how wet I was against his finger, and my hips tried to work against his hand. He held me still, I just want to hear you say it again. I blushed, Kevin, fuck me. I turned away, I was always shy with dirty talk. I was rewarded by a kiss on the lips as he started to pull my panties off. I lifted my legs to make it easier while my hands went for his belt. He was laughing in that surprised way as I unzipped his pants. He dropped my panties as I dropped his jeans. He pulled me against. We got busy in a hurry, Frankie guiding me a bit due to her vast experience, including in all things culinary. A good eighty percent of the food ended up in the trash as useless, still leaving more than I could keep or eat, even with her help. I got an instant inspiration and quickly put on some clothes before leading Frankie to my neighbor’s door. I tapped three times on Mrs. Lindstorm’s door, to be exact.“Who is this?” Frankie asked me, just being curious.“Hannelore Lindstrom. Swedish lady.. The Missiles lost the game five to three after battling back to within one goal. John and the whole team were disappointed as they went into the dressing room. Robbie and Riley ran up to Dave and he asked them who they wanted to autograph the sticks. They both said him but he asked who else. Robbie wanted John's autograph while Riley wanted Pierre Andre's. Dave smiled and walked into the dressing room. He waited until after coach Vigneault finished talking to the players before he approached.