At the time I had set up, the cheerleaders for the home team came up to the stands and got all five of us and led us out onto the field. Judy and the ...girls couldn't figure what was going on so they just went along. The cheerleaders told us to look as they all pointed to the big screen above the score board. The screen then displayed a picture with pink hearts and the words Judy will you marry me? Then it switched to one of the cameras showing a telephoto view of me and Judy. I was down on one. For Jackie, Susie, Ronald, and Samantha, they all formed a daisy chain that went on for much of the night, relishing the pleasures of tasting each other as long as they could. They were all too sore right then for anything too intense or aggressive, but something soft and loving like a daisy chain worked for them. They even reversed the daisy chain repeatedly, swapped places in it, and so forth, allowing each of them to lick and suck each other as much as possible, as well as rimming each other. God I was hard and my jeans seemed too tight. “How, about you free yourself?” He suggested as if he was reading my mind. I didn’t respond with wording this time either. I paused, then took my mouth off of him. It wasn’t until then, I noticed I was holding my breath the whole time while sucking him. I wanted with his sweet taste still in my mouth, and pulled down my pants. Oh god. The freedom was better then the first time.I kicked my jeans all the way off, and sat back down. “Now back to work”. “Great”, she thought to herself. “I need dominated, and I got a 46-year-old schoolboy. Still, her face shone with expectation and hope. Seeing this, he somehow switched gears directly into forceful mastery. He strode into her apartment, kicked the door shut with his trailing foot, and grabbed her by her upper arms. “That will bruise tomorrow”, she thought / hoped. She did treasure her trophies of subservience.He pulled her roughly to his much thicker frame, mashing her lengthwise against.