Carol beckoned him over; that’s what it was, a wordless beckon - with one finger, all the time looking into his eyes with that half smile I had dete...cted before. Jim slid across the seat and Carol reached for the head of his swelling cock. She didn’t need to hold all of it, just the most sensitive part.I didn’t believe this, and I am sure the others didn’t imagine she would start on another cock, but here it was, happening before our very eyes. Jim was there, Carol’s hand was fisting his cock. “Come on with me” waved Marque while walking into the locker room. Henry and Jamal got up quickly and followed.By the time that both of them got into the locker room, Marque was standing on the bench in front of the lockers stroking his huge dick. Jamal was right behind him and he came in and bent over the bench in front of Marque. Henry was a few steps behind him with the last condom in his hand. He quickly slid it over his throbbing cock and pushed his way splitting Jamal’s round butt. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, It was Sunday. Like the previous day, my relatives kept me busy all day. My aunt seemed to have run out of things to say, because she was oddly quiet. I almost asked her if something was wrong, but. He took her hand and moved it away from his face and then he realised what she was holding. It was her knickers. He laughed, loudly… it just burst from him. She had been to the toilet and removed them. OK then if that’s the way we are going to play it. Good!.He took the damp knickers from her, folded them in half and laid them next to his place setting. It was very obvious what they were. He raised his eyebrow and then his glass to her. “Cheers, here’s to a great week end”. The waiter initially.