The closure of her ass was holding in those loads as if collecting them as a prize. As Jess looked up, the man about to fuck her had signalled to anot...er guy, and with that came the bright headlight of a moped, beaming out over the fuck pig. The light had given all involved a better view of the pounding Jess had been getting. Jess guessed that guy filming it all would have better footage with the stage light set. As a result of these powerful thrusts from these men, Jess’s legs and stockings. I had barely arrived when Coach Reed had me by the face mask, dragging me towards him.“God damn it Brian. You make a great play, then you go fucking brain dead and cost me a penalty. Fuck it son, think.” he shouted, throwing me to the side by my face mask.Thankfully they didn’t did great field position on the ensuing kickoff, only starting at the thirty seven yard line. Once again our defense held, forcing them to punt. At halftime, we held a 17-7 lead. I went directly to the trainers table. She opened the package on the side table and took the sheer black pantyhose out. Shaking them free, she rubbed the fine material against her cheek. Oh, yes, the saleswoman was right. They felt like silk.Carefully, carefully she slid the pantyhose up her legs. This was no time for a run. Pulling them up, she donned her strappy black high heels and walked to the mirror. She stroked her legs, smoothing the fine nylon over her. She loved the coolness against her firm tight ass, the fine seam. I grabbed his shoulder, flipped him over and put my other hand around his neck, tightening my grip on his balls a little more as I held him down. "You'll suck my cock until I tell you I want your ass". With that I stood back, pulled off my pants and sat on the seat, he crawled in between my legs and went to work. He must have sucked a lot of cock because he knew his business, I held back as long as I could before dumping a huge load into his mouth, all of which he swallowed without hesitation..