So like I said, that only really adds one other person as far as she is concerned. Now if we can find 2 bisexual guys, we would have all bases covered....”“Sheesh, like where do ya come up with this stuff Pete?”I shrugged. “No idea, maybe because I was hyperactive. My mind is always racing and thinking up strange stuff. But back to your problem. You liked kissing Linda, right? Now here is the million-dollar question. Would you want to do it again?”“I might,” she softly whispered.“OK, then I. No, sir, I don't." I'm not sure I..." I stumbled on the words, wanting to reach out and grab them back, but they were out of my mouth before I could stop them."Hell, son, I ain't sure of much, myself," Pick said with a tight grin. "Not anymore, leastways. But this much I do know, Sean Porter. I owe my team an apology. And, despite all that's happened, I believe I owe you at least an opportunity." I don't know that you do, Coach," I said. I was sincerely hoping he did feel like he owed me. He was miles out of his jurisdiction, but he didn't care. Buck hitched up his belt, squared his hat and sunglasses and approached the car with his Crown Vic's tail just slightly out on the highway, lights blinking like a crazed pinball machine.He looked down the front of the young woman's blouse at her bare and jutting breasts and said, "Lemme see your driver's license and registration, Ma'am." His cock jumped which he took as a good sign. By damn, he thought, what a set of jugs and look at. Twisting my head I saw that I was right, it was Ben and Tom.“We thought that you 2 might like this.” Ben said.“We do.” Beaver and I replied in stereo.They kept going until they both shot their loads inside our pussies with both Beaver and I already having orgasmed.“That was a nice way to wake up.” Beaver said when Tom had pulled out of her. “Thought that you might like it.” Ben added. “Are you 2 up for a bit of fun today or are you tied up?”“Oh we just thought that you might like to hang around.