She was moaning with ecstasy, body absolutely rock solid rigid. The moan became a sob then she screamed at him "Noooo, nooo please nooo oh God no mor...e please" but he kept up his inexorable thrusting. Chris was yelping "No no no no" as each thrust bottomed and after a couple of minutes of the yelping she let out a blood chilling scream as her body seemed to collapse in on itself, all the tension released and she relaxed so completely I thought she'd passed out and still he rammed home. Chris. He was stared at me for a cpl of minutes and then removed his coat, shirt, pants and boxers. He had his back to me i couldnt get a view of his cock. he wore his pyjamas. I had meanwhile turned to face away from him and said "Bhanu did you lock the door?" and he replied "it is not Bhanu it is me Ramesh Sharma and I have locked the door !!". He had a gruffy voice. I pretending to be shocked got up sat on the seat with my legs pulled up and pulled the bed sheet over me to hide my dress and said ". Coach Earley gave a pep talk and we headed out to the field.The stands were unusually crowded, largely with people who had come out just to boo me. Their anger only increased when I scored a goal in the first five minutes. The next score belonged to Intercourse with 10 minutes left to go. We won, however, when Nick scored through the goalie's legs with seconds left to spare. Elated, I headed to the locker rooms to shower, and then met Mom, Dad, Ricky and Art in the parking lot. Once again, Art. I wasnt a heavy drinker, but it seemed any time I DID drink, it was at Michelles house. We were closer than cousins, more like best friends. We had gotten even closer after she split up with her husband. There was only a little bit of tension, because although she trusted me completely, she was sure that her husband wanted me, and on some level I wanted him back. I would never tell her, but her instincts were right on. He was sexy, and if he hadnt been her husband, I would have already fucked.