Yvette extends her arms beckoning me to join her on the mat. I get on the mat. I grab her left leg and pull her ankle up to my cheek. I slap my cock d...wn on her Venus mound. Yvette reaches down, grabs my cock and pressed the tip into her moist slit. She grunts,"In here old man." She gasps as I slide smoothly into her incredibly tight entrance. I work my cock into her and then start a slow reverse thrust. I stretch her adductor muscles with my forward thrusts. When her left groin muscle is. I loved them both. What better way for the two people I loved to get over me then by helping each other. Loving each other. Making love to each other. Having kids together. Growing old together. All the things I thought I would have with Amy. Each new thought wrenched my gut, but I knew I had to help them, no matter how much it hurt inside. If I couldn't be with them I would rather they were together than alone, or with someone I didn't know or love.I stood under the hot pounding shower for a. There were occasions when he remembered I was there with him. Some mornings I woke up to the scent of a cup of tea on the cabinet by my side of the bed. One night while in bed I felt him nuzzling my ear. It felt ticklish and really what I wanted to do was turn over and pulled his face down to mine. Except I didn’t do that, I wanted to see where he was going. A minute later he stopped and returned to his side of the bed and that was just about the end of it. Still I remained with him. The days. By this point in our soccer careers, it was assumed we all knew how to handle a ball sufficiently, so less emphasis was placed on dribbling and passing than I had ever experienced before, and more was placed on conditioning. The running was boring, but necessary. At least I had plenty of company, even if I didn't have the breath to talk to them very often.After practices were over, Jesse and Bryan showed me the ropes and took me around to the dorm rooms and apartments of their friends. I soon.