"Coach Vickers. He wants me to come in a little early." Early?" I said as I tickled Tami's ribs. She was sitting across my lap. "Doesn't he know you'r... off the team?" Not anymore."I raised an eyebrow and waited."Seems there was a conference call between Parker, Mr. Reed, and the WSAA right after school." Oh?" The Washington School Activities Association governed high school football along with a lot of other things."Seems some enterprising reporter faxed an advance copy of her article. “You like to watch?” asked her master's amused voice while his hand groped her ass. Chloe gasped and looked up, noting that her chaperon was tangled up with him at the same time, only on the opposite side. He had Eva by the waist, pulling the woman close even as his fingers clung to a champagne glass. She could smell cigarette smoke, saw it drift out of the Historian's mouth and nostrils as he exhaled. She realized that he'd removed his mask, too. He looked scruffy, brutish, arrogant; he. It was pumped up and viricous with its head bulging with the restricted blood making it rock solid and hot. She wasted not time in putting my dick into her mouth. She peeled it and pulled the foreskin completely back then began to lick as if she was having a lolly. It felt like heaven. Wet tongue, hot too. I was trying to kiss the back of her leg while she sucked my pulsating cock. She somehow grabbed my foreskin with her full lips and she nodded rhythmically moving her head up and down, like. The sound of my sweet Ana’s voice struck like a dagger in my heart. She sounded as she was fucking some guy in our own bedroom…Part of me wanted to run in there and beat the fuck of the guy and throw both him and my wife out of the house, but another part of me wanted nothing more than to sneak a peek at my sweet Anita getting fucked.As I crept closer, the voices became loud and clear. The bedroom door was open slightly and there was a faint glow coming from within the lit room. I peered.