Veins protruding, my head wet, my balls sweaty and my mouth dry. I pass my tongue and soak my lips. My left hand caresses my cock and I mix my own jui...ces from my cock. I run my hand up and down. mmmmmm how good it feels. I've taken my time but my cock is already approaching the moment. Slowly ... and I control myself ... and I continue with the story.Still hypnotized by the view standing before him, his mast almost completely vertical, thick and firm. The image of his friend is too much to. It's too early to have any scheduled practices yet, but I could have my daughter make a few phone calls and see if we couldn't round up some of the fellas tomorrow morning, just so that you could meet them. Of course, if you brought along your footballs and they just showed up, I can't be there you understand..." You can count on me sir. I'll be at the track before nine and kicking shortly after that. Thank you."When he returned to the house, Jill said that she would like to have a little time. She could feel tingles shooting within her and she knew she shouldn't be allowing herself to feel this but it was just too wonderful. Dan moved his hands lower and massaged her calves and then her took both her feet in his hands, massaging them strongly. Jen lifted her face, buried in the pillow, and turned her head to one side."Ooohh.. that's nice." she cooed. "Your hands are so strong." Jen had always liked her feet massaged and it never failed to send strong pulses of pleasure shooting to. "I just want you to remember who's in charge here," Christina retorted. "Now open your mouth." No sooner had I complied than she shoved a black rubber dildo into my mouth. It was long and thick with a handle on the end that my self-appointed mistress was holding. "That's good, pet. I suggest you get it nice and wet unless you want this next part to hurt a lot."It did not take me long to figure out what she meant so I did my best to slobber all over it before she tired of this part of the game..