Last year I had accused her of flipping through the packets to find the cute boys. My packet had been on top. Ridge and Hunter had stood back to watch... the train wreck, but had joined in once Kaitlyn had invited her friends over to take pictures with me."You caught me, Sugar," she said with her sweet Texas drawl."Are you going to introduce me to your friends?" I asked."Sure," she said, and called over the other cheerleaders.I was getting my picture taken with all of them when I heard a familiar. I tapped Bunny's remote down, and told everyone to share, sending the Angels to join the group."You want to do that to me?" I asked Vanni."Oh God yes!" He sighed."I will fuck you." I reminded him. "I'm the only top." Yes boss. Thank you boss."I stood up and turned my back to him. Without my asking, he got on his knees and began rimming me.Deeply. Like his tongue was long enough to hit my prostate. It wasn't, but not because he didn't try. I got Cutie's attention and kissed him deeply."Think you. Their lips separated, panting for breath again, and the pleasure of her kisses on his neck made him twitch. She was giddy with his touch. Lost in his kisses. Revelling in the feel of his hands in her hair and on her ass. She could feel him hard against her and was elated as her kisses made him twitch. Reluctantly she broke her hold and stepped back. Giving him a quick kiss on the mouth, she whispered, ‘I need to get ready or I’ll make you late.’ And she was gone. Leaving him breathless and. Looking down the length of her he could see a heavy red bush between her legs. Her scent washed over him: sour sweat and pussy juices mingling with their fresher, sweeter versions. Despite himself Baxter felt his cock jerk awake, his male genetics apparently overcome by the woman’s simple raw beauty. He began to sweat. Her eyes held his as she tugged uselessly on the rope that kept her in place. Her tongue licked the air to get the scent of him, and she began jerking on her bonds in earnest..