He pursed his lips and she kissed him. “I feel much better now, thank you,” she said.“Well maybe we’ll make this your box seat for the future,...�� dad laughed.Lauren squealed excitedly, bouncing up and down, looked at me and said “My box seat! Get it?” She laughed uncontrollably while affectionately tilting her head against his.“Oh, this is a fun loving girl we have here, son,” dad said. He moved his hand another few inches up her thigh, almost to her panties, and squeezed. Lauren put her hand. You'd been building towards this since you were old enough to even consider the future. A giddy sense of euphoria seemed to overtake you as you considered the possibilities. The fact that you would be emperor was not yet inevitable. But you were the one with the best chance. None of your brothers, and few of your sisters could challenge with any realistic hope. You had built alliances, you had learned to weave words, mastered the political arts. The citizens of the empire loved you for your. After the game ended the cheerleaders came back to our seats to congratulate us and wish us well. I recognized a couple of them as having been on the varsity squad at our school the year I took over coaching. One of them remarked "Well Coach, I guess this means you're off the market." "Sorry girls," I replied "but it's official now that I'm spoken for." The whole squad joined in a disappointed "Awwwwww." They each then gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek, shook Judy's hand and left.I drove home. " Then he was back up against me and I rolled my eyes skyward. Every time he ate me was a dizzying experience. It wasn't just the fact he was so good at it but that he could never have enough. He didn't need penetration to stimulate him: tasting me was reward aplenty and I loved knowing how it made him feel. I released the headboard, stretched upright and leaned back a little as his tongue thrashed my syrupy centre, enchanted by the rhythm he chose. I raked my fingernails down over his hips and.