I'm going to come, I love you Alan, watch me come." Angela started to breath really heavily and her shoulders were heaving up and down. Paula's hands ...ppeared on my wife's shoulders, "take it deep Angela, you know you love it." Oh my god", Angela slumped forward and came, I knew it was intense, she was silent. Angela was never the most vocal of people when she came, but when she had a really intense one she hardly made a sound.Paula and Janet pulled away from her and started to reposition. Stopping, I took my bow and notched an arrow. I let fly and hit the one at which I aimed right in the chest. It jumped and ran about fifty feet and dropped. We pulled up on the horses and Janet efficiently field dressed it. I helped her hoist it onto her horse behind the saddle and we continued onward. We saw nothing else and turned back. We picked up the two horses from before and went back to camp.The deer was welcomed as were the two horses we found. While we had been gone, two more came. ” Then she said, kind of breathlessly, "You don’t have a girlfriend do you Phelps?“ “Not at the minute I told her, as I leaned down keeping my dirty hands away from her clothing and kissed her softly on the lips.“Interested “ I asked.“You bet.” She replied.Then she pushed me away as she took my arm and pulled me across to the water tap and said “Lets wash your hands Tony I don’t want dirt all over me when you fuck me. Tony?”For a second I was a bit embarrassed and this seemed obvious proof that. He turned towards me and shook his head. I tried not to smile. Coach turned back to Brian."Mr. Henson, you will be wide receiver until I tell you otherwise, is that clear?" Coach Burton snapped. He turned towards me. "Coach Martin, how long has Mr. Henson been a tight end?" Ummm ... fourteen days, Coach," I replied."Fourteen days?" Coach Burton said. "That may be a record, Coach." It is, at least since I've been here," I answered."Coach?" Brian asked. "What's going on?" The other wide.