You're much too youngto die, and someone's walking our way."I saw the figure in the light from a trailer, even as Carla spoke. Atall, well-built man, ...totally nude. And walking right toward us!"What'll I do?" I gasped."He hasn't seen us yet," Carla said calmly. "If I were you, Sweetie,I'dscamper over behind those bushes and hide. You can catch up with meafter I get rid of him. But you'd better hurry"'She didn't have to tell me twice! Panic-stricken, I sashayed into theshadows on my high heels,. I was making a noise and moaning which prompted the response from her… god I thought I was noisy. My cock was still twitching and she scooped the remains of my juices onto her fingers, reached between her pussy lips, and pushed them deep inside mixing my juices with hers. Christ how erotic was that seeing her push my cum into her cunt.After we had both calmed down I pulled my pants up and made myself respectful, Bev didn’t bother to button her blouse, instead she turned around to pick up her. I just don’t seem to have any outrageous fantasies. My fantasies always involve my wife. Just not only my wife. Anyway, I told her one day that I would love her to be my sex slave for the day. She would have to do anything I told her to do. She laughed. Yes, I’m sure you would. Then came the day of my birthday and a gift card. The message stating that it was good for one day of complete sex slavery. To be used within one year, no monetary value attached to this offer. I also got something. I think Nick has learned his lesson.” Coach Laurie replied, sternly and then continued, “Nick, stop masturbating. Now.”His face grimacing in concentration, Nick said, “I...I can't. Please don't make me stop.” Some of the girls in the crowd made Oh sounds that could have been of sympathy for Nick's plight or arousal or both.Coach Laurie stood in front of Nick and said, “I'm going to count and if you're still beating your meat when I get to 5, you'll be expelled.”Sweat rolling down his face and.