As people talked of the many miracles of that season, I reminded them that the biggest miracle of all was that we were even there."We graduated 98 per...ent of our offensive and defensive lines the year before that. We went into that season with only two returning starters on the line, and half the line that year were sophomores. They were the real heroes of that season. Certainly not me."That generated a lot of complements over my modesty and team loyalty, but I firmly believed it. We lost in. Her lover then moved up and started sucking on her tits.He was obviously fingering her cunt, since the girl was swaying her hips upwards, pushing up in time to the finger motion in her cunt.I sat there and again shoved my little toy up my slippery cunt, since the sight there was getting me aroused and horny again.The girl then pushed the guy back and knelt on her seat with her round butt pressed against the side window; it then came down.I got out and stood against their car with my tiny plug. She couldn't help being a goddess, sexiness oozed out of her pores. And when she was trying to be sexy, she was the equivalent of substituting the ice cubes in your scotch for lava rocks -- that kind of sex appeal that just burns a man to the core as he takes it in. But this look was off the charts, even for her. Her tight fitting top hugged her torso like a second layer of skin - I could practically make out the texture of her bra. Her cleavage was propped up and looking like it might be. I had tears in my eyes and begged him not to do that. He said, “Bitch, when you were jumping for joy, I was fingering you with one hand and taking video with the other. If you don’t do this, I’ll send this video to every pub and club owner in Mumbai. Then I’ll see who will give you a job. I’ll give you that extra 15K from the auction money of your thong itself.”He finished that with an evil laugh. I begged him not to do that but in vain. Then he returned my thong and told me to wear it. A.