Fuck! “Petra? Please?” Michael had reached the point of begging. Begging me to give him pleasure. An orgy of need and desire consumed me, and a... Justine started fussing around… I just let things happen. ‘Things’ like getting on my knees and opening my mouth. “Do it!” Justine shrilled into my ear, her voice a shard of glass driving into my frazzled brain as she reached under my skirt and pulled my cock free of the now-sodden blue knickers – spiking my pleasure right at the moment the leaking. "Night Angela." One player said."Great game Jeff!" She shouted back.The guard slightly opened the locker room door and peeked in. "HeyMatt! Your sister and her girlfriend are here." Just a second." Matt's voice yelled from behind the door.Angela turned to Jordan again and smiled. Jordan smiled back.Seconds later, the locker room door opened and a casual Matt Colemanwalked out.Matt was fresh out of the shower as his blonde hair was still a littledamp. He had a short sleeve collerd tshirt on top. So be cautiously opportunistic. Got you that time, Dad.’ ‘Correct, to a point. That’s too simplistic an interpretation of what I said.’ ‘I was afraid of that.’ ‘By my reckoning there is an element of chance, of winning or losing, in both caution and opportunism. Procrastinate too long and the train will have left the station. Jump on board too soon and you may find yourself headed to the wrong destination. Sometimes, the hardest decisions in life simply come down to timing, in other words. I caught a glimpse of something, my parents at the open arched doorway leading to the kitchen and dining room and I lowered my eyes quickly. They were watching us, my mom and dad, watching me with a white man, with my daddy's boss while he played with my penis and I reached for his."That's it, Dani ... Mmmm ... Sweet little negra, get my big white cock..." Mr. Reiser might have known my parents were there, or maybe not.I don't think he would have cared one way or the other that they were.