During our chatting as we watched the practice, she told us all about it and Phyllis added comments about her session with Tommy so that by the end of... the practice, we all had a pretty good picture of what had happened both times... and I was as horny as I could ever remember being.We agreed among ourselves that there would be no jealously among us if we could share the two young men. I decided that I was going to see if I couldn't get one of the two in my bed as soon as possible. I guess I had. Evelyn seeing everything falling into place now. She relaxes her grip on Sandy’s hair and ear. She feels herself relax too. She enjoys seeing Hal thrusting away at Sandy, remembering how they both did each one of her commands without hardly a peep of protest. She enjoys seeing Sandy’s ass get pummeled, and how, on each thrust, Sandy’s face gets pushed forward smashing into her now slick pussy, massaging her vulva, vagina and clit. And especially how on every backstroke, Sandy’s tongue is. I even drive my GT in the winter. I run it with 4 snow tires and have never been stuck in the snow. Yeah, I know there are better cars out there, probably many of the Japanese and definitely all of German models, but I like that my Mustang is made in Dearborn Michigan. Yes, I know that lots of Japanese cars are now made in America, now, too, but I can’t bring myself to buy a Japanese or German car. I still hold a grudge from WWII. Okay, I’m not old enough to have lived through the war, but my. The battle reached its climax when my coke ended up all over his head, which wasn't taken lightly by Greg because he loved his hair more than life itself. I would have been beaten within an inch of my life with a bowl of pudding from the back of the truck, but my demise was cut short by something I saw on the side of the road... "Hey, what’s that?" I said to Greg as I uncurled from my defensive cannonball position and looked out the window. Greg was too busy trying to save his hair and.