I didn't want to come out but I could see the coach's point. We were up 56-0 by then. In one half I had 5 sacks, 2 interceptions, 3 forced fumbles, an...d had caught 12 passes (4 for touchdowns). The team wasn't mad at all. They gathered at the end of the game and asked me to get pissed every week. I felt better but of course that wouldn't last.Being the defending state champion meant more media attention, and there had been a crew at the game. The story was blown up even larger because of the. She had carefully placed her boobs on my chest and as they were jumping it was a strange ecstasy. She jumped few more time and the turned around and asked me to pump in doggy style. She was continuously shouting fuck me fuck me ………. Abhi eye were glued to her wife but was helpless.Few minutes later she came and i too came immediately after. Both held each other tightly and remained laying down on he floor for some time. It was four in the morning. I, very unwillingly, decided to leave. Looked. She said something like, “You two don’t have too much fun tonight,” and was on her way. The guy, whose name I can’t remember, and I left shortly thereafter, and walked about five blocks to his house off of White Street. We walked into his nicely-decorated house, and to the kitchen for drinks. He looked even nicer in the soft light of his home. He was about 5’4”, slim, and very attractive in his shorts, which his ass filled very handily. His legs were gorgeous. He mixed us some drinks and led. Perhaps she was going to keep me, resist the pressure to rid herself of my presence. With my head hanging I could see what my wife had done to me. The breasts hung to the floor, huge and embedded with the bells and rings that she had personally adorned me with. Marks of a branding iron made a tasteful lacy pattern on the remains of my limbs and the studs that had been embedded in my cock ensured that every stroke of a hand on my prick would bring both pleasure and pain to her little.