I stripped for him, directly in front of him so that he could touch me at the same time. He pulled me down towards him so that he could kiss me and h...elp me undo my buttons. He was sat on the edge of the bed, so when I was down to my stockings and undies I pushed him backwards and climbed on top of him. Kissing him passionately and running my hands over his chest. He moved up the bed and I worked my way down kissing and licking him as I went. I could feel his rock hard cock rubbing against. ‘Get out here cocksucker, on your knees and clean up this mess,’ he said, dropping his pants and shorts. Brian quickly slid over, jumped out and kneeled on the cold pavement. He looked around trying to figure out how he could do as ordered. ‘Lick up the cum running down my leg and on my balls. Suck the cum out of my pubic hair and lick my cock off. Don’t spend all day doing it!’ Ordered the irate coach. They made quite a picture, the big coach standing in his reserved space, shed door still. I spun and swam that way and came bursting out sputtering and coughing. I could hear something, it sounded like laughter, but surely no one would be laughing after what had just happened. I swam toward the dock and on his back, dying of laughter was Sam. He could hardly breathe. I pulled myself out and stood over him dripping wet. His face was scrunched up in happiness at my fall. He choked trying to talk. “That...was the funniest...thing I have ever, ever seen.” He rolled over on to his. Something in her tone concerned me when she said “We’re just getting started.” There was an edge, a domineering snarl to it. She checked the restraints on my hands then checked the ones on my feet.“You haven’t gone down on me in forever.” she informed me. “That changes tonight.”She could see the sense of dread wash over me and looked at me with scorn and she unsnapped the crotch of her outfit. The elastic pulled away and her rod stood up and pointed directly at my face. She crawled on the.