I immediately started to run toward them."Leave her alone," I yelled, as I got closer.The two guys turned toward me. They were both larger and heavier... than I am. I recognized them as jocks, members of the football team. They had been in trouble earlier this year, after football season was over."Piss off squirt," the bigger one said, as I approached."Leave her alone," I repeated. The larger one threw a punch at me. I easily dodged it. The bokken came up in my right hand, by pure reflex, and, as. They had abandoned the couch and were sprawled on the floor. The last of the rum was in their glasses. Helen's long auburn hair had worked it's way out of it's bun and tumbled down her shoulders. She was chewing on a strand of it absentmindedly."You know what the worss part abou it is?" Helen asked."Wassat?" Sylvia asked."No sex!" she declared.Sylvia stared."Gawd, Helen! Of course their havin' sex! Wassa point of an affair if yer not gonna have sex?" No,no,no" Helen said, wagging a drunken. Angela was moaning loudly and her hips raised six inches off the bed trying to get Joanne's tongue as deep into her as possible.All the moaning and bucking excited Joanne and she drove her tongue deep into Angela's soaking wet pussy. Joanne remembered being surprised by Angela's loud screams and when she felt two hands grab the back of her head and push her harder into the wet slippery flesh Joanne almost orgasmed herself from the excitement. Angela continued to bounce around screaming for. I gave them all the usual nods and winks and they thought nothing of walking with me as we headed towards the residence."Twelve girls this month," one of them, a built Tongan guy, said."Twelve!" another replied, "Fuck yeah man. I love these get together weekends. " Let's hope that that blonde slut is here again," a tall blonde guy said, "And her brunette friend."I could only assume that he was talking about Kim and Ange.“Fuck yeah. They’re sluts alright. How many teams are coming?“Just three.