Harlan Douglas sat in his camp, still grieving over the loss of his sons and nephews. He had prepared himself for trouble happening, but not the loss ...of every one of them. An unknown rider on horseback approached the camp and his men quickly surrounded him and questioned him why he was there. When the rider showed them a piece of black and grey tartan that belonged to one of the boys, he and several others had found, they walked him to Harlan and had him explain what they found. The man stood. HIs sister, Kaylynne, muttered to herself, "He couldn't stay away from her. Pervert." She turned to the costumed Denmarch that'd followed her into the Annex section of the school, "Come on, I'll see if I can find you something more interesting."Martin was still talking to Debbi, "I'm sure you're doing a fine job with the dance. I will save a dance for you. But, as I've said before, I will be the one to ask. And I asked Nicole." Martin felt suddenly more uncomfortable in his clothes. It must be. I squirm in your arms and turn to face you my hands shaking I reach up and kiss your lips as I take the sponge and soap from you and return the favour washing your body, dropping to my knees as the water falls on my head and back I begin to suck your cock now semi hard into my mouth once again feeling it rise and awaken as I suck and nibble at its flesh. You hold my head to your groin and I feel your cock fill my mouth and hit the back of my throat, I relax my throat muscles and it slides in. Unfortunately, one of the guys on the team had to take a leak and saw two people were in the stall. He took his phone out and recorded the topless milf slowly bobbing her head back and forth on our coach's thick shaft with her eyes closed. Our coach was looking down at her, too far gone to notice the floating phone above the stall. It was only a few seconds long and the coach whispered "Kiss the fucking tip, slut. I want my jizz all over—those dick sucking lips," and that's as far as the video.