I did as directed until I could sense that she was on the verge of her climax. I stood up quickly, unzipped my trousers, pulled my rock hard dick out... and rubbed the head against her clit. She whined, ‘Don’t tease me!’ I thrust into her hard and held my length in and she breathed out, ‘Fuck!’ I scooped her up and held her, as she ground her clit against my shaft, kissing me hard, her tongue in my mouth. ‘I need to lock the door,’ she whispered urgently, and I lifted her up and dropped her down. Another hand was rubbing one tit rather roughly and it all seemed too much to take in, let alone fight.Her last coherent thought for a while was, 'How did I get this drunk?'Then it was just hands everywhere and mouths and at one point her head was pressed down to suck a cock. Somewhere along the line her smock, which had been flimsy to start with, was torn so badly that it fell off. When the aircar landed she was bundled into a large building which had obviously been disused for some. The house had a finished basement where they guys would come to watch the game. We went down the steps to the basement and there on the couch was Maria in a worn white undershirt and clearly she had no bra on, a pair of white bikini panties and nothing else on, you could see the outline of her semi-hard nipples through the thin fabric, and camel toe and a wet spot in her panties. What was even more odd was my fiance Cassie was with her.My fiance is also on the petite side, She is a little. If you wait for me I'll treat you to a coffee and cake as a partial apology for all the damage I caused."This time Randall forced a genuine smile, despite the discomfort. "I'll be right here."Brenda jogged off to the locker room to congratulate the team on a great effort. She was very proud of them and doubted the result would have been much different if she had played. They had put in a maximum effort and the crowd was appreciative. It would do the program a lot of good.Brenda didn't stay long.