Too bad it didn't work out to be a score," I said."Well, yes and no," he replied. "At this age, the score of the game doesn't really matter to these k...ids. The parents care more about wins and losses than the kids do, I'm afraid. All the boys know is they're out there on the field, running and having a good time. A goal is just that: a goal to aim for. Scoring gives them a good feeling right then at the time, but by the time they restart the game afterwards, they've practically forgotten about. "The flight attendants all said that they had no problems with me using my camera in here. I need some photographic evidence for husband and children, you know, like documentary proof of my slutty behaviour." A smile lit up her face as she turned to Bill and the other two guys. "That would be okay if photos were taken of me with my lips wrapped around your cocks wouldn't it? Of course your faces don't have to be in the photos if you don't want them to be. I just hope that your cocks look. Just enough for you to feel the constriction and turn you on but not enough to stop your breathing entirely. As your moans grow louder and the pounding from my cock gets more intense I can tell you are coming close to your climax so I keep the pressure on. As you begin to tense I see your hand gripping the bed sheets tight so I bury myself in you completely, stop moving and pull your head closer to mine so I can whisper in your ear. You whimper as you desperately grind your hips into mine doing. The only friend i had left invited me to a small party which is where i met amanda. i had started on a drink and i saw her by her self. she looked good in thigh jeans and a shirt that showed her cleavage. i walked over to her and said hi. she looked at me and smiled saying "hi i'm amanda i never saw you at one of these" i looked at her and sat net to her. "yea most the time i do get out much i mostly just stay home and play fighting games on my ps3". i said as my eyes found there way to her.