He was smiling."Kelly, I am pleased to inform you, that on the basis of that audition, I am going to add you to my short list!" I'm so relieved to hea...r that, Carl. I was concerned that I might have blown it." She was pretending to be serious but she was finding it difficult.Carl had a grin all over his face. "That's funny, Kelly, my concern was that you might not! But seriously, I would like to see you again. The only thing is, I've got to go to Majorca early tomorrow morning. That's why I had. Kind of sneaky, I figured. Anyway, I chased Becky, then turned and went after Derek, then suddenly turned toward Stacey, dove, and hit her ass with my left hand as I fell to the floor. "You're it," I shouted in pain. "Wow, good thing I still had my pants on." The game went on for a little over twenty minutes. With each of us becoming it, a couple of times or more. I really think they were all ganging up in me for a while. Then we heard a knock on the door. Since I was still partly clothed I. My husband, Preston, represented several of the players as their agent. No, I didn’t sleep with them, keeping them happy in other ways, while Preston worked to make them richer. It was far different. The older rich woman next to me cheered for the Lakers. She was drunk. Before she was drinking, she was quiet. “Look at him,” she whispered.“Who?”“Any of them,” she winked at me, referring to the black players. She looked around her, making sure her husband wasn’t around. “Imagine those big. Her tits, stomach and legs had the sticky white juice splattered all over them. Her thighs twitched spasmodically as she lay comatose from all the huge dick she just fucked. Her pussy was a mess. It gaped open so wide I could have stuck my dick in without touching the walls. I could see right down inside of it to the puddle of cum that filled the bottom. Its lips, even up around her clit, had been stretched and hung in cum caked folds some sticking to her thighs and hanging down to the cum.