I closed my eyes and shoved it back into my mouth so I could suck every last drop I could off it. I forced myself to gag slightly. "Oh, fuck, that's t...e shit," I moaned, before all the air was removed from my mouth, my eyes closed and a shit ton of pressure was put on the dildo. After another minute, I felt something rubbing onto my pussy lips. Then my head leaned down and saw Michelle looking up at me with her fingers caressing my cherry. The dildo shifted out of my mouth. "Did I wake you up?". He always left it to me to decide, about when and how often. I think he liked it, that it was always a little surprise, when I did come in there and crawl into his bed, late in the night.But after my shower, I wasn't feeling near as tired as I had been, and I just decided I'd go on in there with Bill.I joined him in his big bedroom in the back, and, like always, I locked the door, just in case Timmy should wander around in the night (although he never had, not even one time).When I got under. I must have been very good this year. As I was licking, another smaller golden shower began to cascade from inside the folds of paradise. A delicate stream of warm liquid hitting my tongue as I savored your pussy. The new experience caused you to cum again and again, the showers blending with the nectar of your orgasms, flowing over my tongue. Orgasms left you shaking as you slid into the tub. I stood up, bent down and kissed you. I then told you to open your mouth and I guided my semi hard. Next summer would be a long thinking process, as I decided whether I wanted to continue to play or not. My fantasy had pretty much been defeated. About the 3rd game of playoffs, we played the Tigers again. Cole Parker and I met up afterwards, as usual. We went and got some Mexican, (food that is), and back to the motel room in Austin. It was pretty quite actually, I wasn't very talkative. Turning on the TV and popping a beer, I lay down beside him on the bed.I put my arm around his shoulder,.