Valkyrie knelt on the bed and bent down to position her mouth at the level of the other woman's cunt, almost choking herself in the process as her arm... pulled back on the ropes around her neck when she knelt. Desperately, she struggled to keep her arms elevated so she could breath. She was so close that she could smell the woman's unwashed sex as well as the leavenings of the men who had fucked her. Valkyrie was repelled by the sight and smell of the other woman's sex; the idea of licking the. It had bailed them out several times.He also wanted us to make sure they knew it when we tackled them. We focused on the proper way to tackle someone with force. He coached us not to hit them in the head or crush them if they were defenseless. Once they made a football move, after the catch, you could lower the boom.Coach Rector also stressed that we shouldn’t lead with our head. Keeping your head up when making a tackle could mean the difference between getting hurt and not. If you hit someone. Somehow I managed to avoid her, until now. I was getting this dreaded feeling that this time there would be no avoiding Julia. This time there was something different, she was sneaking me glances across the dinner table and I was not looking away, my eyes were transfixed on her chest. A thin cotton vest with no bra did wonders for her rounded tits, their tight little nipples pressing hard against the fabric. Julia knew exactly where I was looking and made sure that I had an unobstructed view.. Some people stare at her. She is an almost hopelessly beautiful young woman, admired for her quiet beauty as much as for the deep undercurrent of passion that resonates from her violin. Her chin rests against the maple neck of her instrument. Her breasts caressed by the ribs of the violin. The bow brushed across the strings over its belly wearing down the tiny tips of her fingers. Its voice a sweet tune vibrated through her body like a lover. She is like the violin when it is tucked away in the.