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Click hereAdam hurriedly pulled up his pants, as did Jason, and we all feigned attention to the game. Not a word was said until Heather came back downstairs, naked, carrying a tray with 6 beers and some Jello-O shooters.
She had obviously showered, and her usually strawberry hair hung in dark red ringlets to the curve of her waist and her beautiful tits bounced as she walked.
She served each person, ending with me. I sat our drinks down as she climbed onto my lap, extending her legs onto Bob's lap. She got my beer off the table and handed it to me while getting her own as well.
I put my arm around d her back, resting it on the arm of the love seat and started to stroke her back. We started to watch the game. It was close, but the Patriots still didn't look right. It looked like the game was over, and the Patriots would lose.
I noticed Bob was absentmindedly stroking her calf when Bren Watson caught a pass in the end zone to win the game.
My wife loves when I invite the guys over to watch football. She has been teasing them for a couple of years. Wearing sexier clothes. Lately we have gotten her to go topless. She is always so horns after these night. We have come to the understanding that she can fuck them if she wants. I think she wants.