“Erin, can I talk to you?” he asked her.She turned, spinning on one sandaled foot; she reachedup to pull her sunglasses down.“Hey, J...son, Mr. Straight, fly like an arrow.” she saidin a deep voice and then laughed.Jason smiled as he walked up, he was a little nervous,he felt like he was stepping over a line somehow.Entering forbidden territory.“Do you have a couple of minutes?” he asked her.“Hey I got all the time in the world ace. What’s. This was really uncalled for, but I kinda liked it. Step by marching step, I was being dragged out of the pit of despair I'd dug myself.Like attendants at some fancy hotel the team manager and the team captain, a senior freestyler who could give me a run for my money, were waiting for us and swung wide the double doors to the pool.The lush atmosphere, all chlorine and humidity, washed away the last of my reservations. I was home, and the whole team was there, applauding me.Well shit! How do I. Not the huge ones that are as big as your arm, but the ones that are like five of the smaller ones. He then dared me to put it in my pussy and leave it there for a round. I took the unwrapped tootsie roll. I had never put anything in me before, not even a tampon. Everyone was quiet waiting to see what I would do. Finally I did it, I spread my legs and pushed the tootsie roll between my lips. I really can’t describe what it felt like. As soon as my body realized something wanted in my. He parted them and took each one between his soft lips, tugging a little before releasing it.His wet fingertip rolled over her exposed clit, throbbing in it’s little wedge between her legs. She felt such a need to be filled, throbbing with the need, as his tongue pressed into her, wet and thickly filling her void. He lay between her soft thighs licking her clit and pussy as the candle melted down. The light flickering over them as they floated over the dark sea. He would stop his tongue fucking.