If football had been played for all of the school year, as my school does with soccer, it would've ruined the jocks' final games as Annette's boyfrien...s had all been star players (that'd been her criterion for picking them; nothing less than the best for her. What her sole criterion lacked in intelligence, she made up for with quantity). I couldn't even cheer myself up with thoughts that the football team's next season would be damaged, as most of the six assholes were seniors so wouldn't have. She was beautiful with a beauty mark on her left cheek. She gave a wry smile. The man she was currently having sex with was a reporter“I thought you were going to PUMP ME for information as a reporter and not the other way around” She Said with a smirk. She devoured his cock pulling it out of her tit. She deep throat his cock sucking him deep in“Ohhhhhh fuck..like that…going to explode…slow down. It’s too much. I already came 2 times” He Said. He was tied to the bed as he tried to get. To just give in and enjoy her one last time. What could be the harm?Surrendering again and again to this delusion.My knees trembled. My hands clutched. Her tongue swirled. It was so sweet. Her brown hair fell about her beautiful face. She looked so beautiful. One last time, one last chance to enjoy my wife, to find solace in her embrace.My hand reached out, stroking her hair. She smiled. Her lips slid over the tip of my cock. She sucked. “Saoria,” I groaned.It was a dream. A sweet dream. I. He had a long skinny dick, his balls were big, hairless and swung so sexy every time he moved. I thought to be able to put my hands on my wife I would gladly take a load in my throat. So I opened my mouth and took his head into my mouth. It was so smooth and tasted sweet. I played with his balls while I felt him get hard in my mouth. I licked down his shaft till I got to his balls then I took one in my mouth then the other. My wife said I'm not getting out of trouble test easy, then she grabbed.