Just before game time, you will stop serving and we will put each one of you on a special sex table. Lisa and I glanced at each other, we knew this wo...ld be good! They continued. These tables can be adjusted so you can be fucked in many different positions. You will both be Fuckball girls! With that they both laughed. The rules of Fuckball are simple. Each guy here will draw a team and a number when they arrive. The guys that draw the Cowboys, will fuck you RJ. The guys that draw the Broncos. "Where's yours? Dr. Frost can hold it." I replied."Which one? Him or me?" he replied, nicely answering the related question."The other one will do fine." I put the money into the elder Frost's hand and repeated the process. Once again he got to celebrate victory a bunch of times but not officially. At the conclusion I took the money from Dr. Frost."Lucky bastard." The young Frost whined."Thank you gentlemen, it has been my pleasure. Maybe some other time." I turned and walked into the. " I could give you a foot rub, if you wanted?" I offered hoping for an opportunity and handed back the bottle that was being passed between us."Um...no I'm fine." Ruby cringed and drank. There was yet another silence as I tried to think of something to talk about. The only thing I could really think about was how sexy she looked."You have a great body, do you work out?" I blurted out."Um...thanks, I do yoga I guess." I work out quite a lot, I need to for hockey. Do you think it's paying off?" I. Since the drive was 20 minutes she knew that meant she would have to have her coat off her shoulders and her tits out while she drove down the highway for a divided total of four minutes during the trip. She got into the car and started driving--thankfully it was dark; this would surely minimize how many people would get an eyeful of her breasts. At the first four minute mark she slid the coat open and slid it off her shoulders and started the timer on her phone. She glimpsed at herself in the.