She could taste my salty pre-cum, and knew I was incredibly turned on by everything that had happened already. She bobbed her head up and down on my c...ock, taking just the head in her mouth, looking up at my face so I could see her eyes as she sucked me. I grabbed her hair, gently pulling at it, as she took more of my cock into her mouth. She was swirling her tongue around my shaft as she wrapped her lips around it, and the head was bashing the back of her mouth as she sucked. I was in heaven. I. Their tongues danced together. This is so wrong, Coach thought."I can tell you like that," Eric chuckled, pulling himself away. He looked down at Ryan's cock, rock hard and pulsing his desire. "Someone's riled up." Eric, turn--" Ryan had to clear his throat, his voice was shaking. "Turn around." Mmm, bossy." Eric knew what Ryan wanted. He slid off of the man, and turned around, still somehow arching his back even while standing. His pants are too tight, Ryan noticed. It makes his ass look. ” She sipped more of her wine. “This is very good. I could develop a taste for this.”“I think some proseccos are as good as some Champagnes. They’re about a third as expensive, though.”I finished the last of my mixed grill and saw Mae scooping the last of her risotto. “There’s a little prosecco left,” I said. “Split it?”“Sure.”I poured some into her glass and emptied the bottle into mine. “Dessert and coffee?” I asked.“I’m too full for dessert,” she replied, “and I don’t care for coffee.”“I’d. “Smells like balls to me,” he said.And suddenly, without warning, he threw the underwear over Carson’s face, covering his eyes and flooding his nostrils. His mouth still ajar, the underwear touched his tongue, and Carson could taste the salt of Armisen’s ass sweat. He let out a whimper.“You like it?”“Mmhmm,” he said, his voice muffled by the cotton.“How about how it tastes?”Carson took the underwear off his face and looked down just as Armisen pulled off his towel to reveal the biggest cock.