There were a lot of young in his village with nothing to do and some of them could well become Martys. He mentioned it to Roy and asked if he knew any...one who had been a half decent footballer."There's Stan Hawkins as used to play for Pitsbury. 'E must be in 'is late forties so I don't know as 'e'd want to take it on."James spoke to him over the weekend and Stan was full of enthusiasm. James did not want to get too closely involved so he suggested that Stan mention it to Jim Withers as chairman. It was five after eight."Janie, look at the time. We have to finish getting ready. The bank opens at nine and the funeral's at 11. We got to get up."Janie groaned. "Ohhhh, do we really have to Joey? Can't they just bury..."She stopped in mid-thought. As much as Hank disrespected her there was no need to talk that way about him now. She got up and walked naked to the bathroom. Joel was right behind her, watching the wiggle of her pretty ass.In the bathroom Janie started the shower then stepped. ” She mumbled.“You want me to fuck you; you need this big cock in you. Don’t you?’“Please...Don’t fuck me.” she blurted out.“What…?”“Don’t fuck me. Please”I slid my cock into her pussy as I watched her face. Her mouth opened in a round O and my hands went to her tits, fondling them both. I drew her knees back, giving me full access to her cunt. I placed my hands behind her knees and held her legs back.I gave her a few long, slow strokes.“That feels good doesn't it?”“No. No, I need you to stop,. I smiled kindly. "There is no magic substance in jizz. It won't make your skin smoother and it won't make your tits grow." I thought so." Some boys just say that." I do like the warmness on my face." Then that's reason enough to let your boyfriend keeping cumming on your face. If you enjoy it, keep doing it." Thanks."I turned away to show I was available to other girls."Hey, Bob?" Christina called out."Yes?" I said, turning back. I was always so happy to help."Do you shoot big loads?" I always.