"What a thoughtful gift." Bud looked down at her. Kelly's lush body was split open for him. Already he could smell the rich musk rising from her c...otch. A thousand and one memories rushed at him of the times she'd ridiculed him. A hundred nights of masturbating in his bed, his eyes stinging with tears from Kelly's taunts about still being a virgin. And now, this. Kelly had closed her eyes tightly. He had hoped to look in her eyes when he shoved his cock into her. Oh, well. Bud. She shrugged it down her arms. His hands rose to her pert nipples, perkier from the exercise or maybe by the excitement of being handled by Somer. He flicked the nubs and she twitched at the feeling. What was good for some was good for all. Somer moved to his right. Green 1 was next. The Greens and Yellows were shorter and chestier than the other teams, possibly explaining their slower play and somewhat unwieldy balance. Green 1 stoically awaited Somer’s inspection. Her boobs sagged a bit when. She knew that Jean her husband had learned the arts of love in much the same way as her son Michael. She had even met the woman who had been her teacher. The two of them had even spent an evening or two at a private ch'teau pleasuring one another and discussing her husband. While it may be true that the idle riche are hard to entertain with the right teacher they could learn to entertain to ones hearts content. She knew her son would need to know these things if he wad to find a proper bride. He did see that her legs were bare from the knee down, or maybe she was wearing skin-tone hose."Why, thank you, kind sir," with her smile spreading teasingly. When he didn't say anything else, she prompted him. "Would that be our conveyance for this evening," gesturing to the cab.Rob visibly shook himself and looked to the cab as if seeing it for the first time. He looked back at Dawn with a self-deprecating grin."Yes, of course. You ready?"He crooked his arm in offer. She took it, pressing to.