Worried about you. She felt a little better for having sent the message; this way he would know she knew what had happened, but he could reply wheneve... he had a chance. The game resumed but Ryan did not have the heart to watch it. "I'm going back to the hotel, guys." "Want me to come with you?" Lara asked. "No, it's okay. I just can't watch anymore." The Caps were up by two goals, but there was still a period and a half left and Ryan knew injuries like that could affect the players. She did not. ..how my sister was sick...how I'd have to care for her...that I couldn't come this fall...that I was going to take first year at Purdue. Asked them if I could come next year, if the scholarship would still be available." But" They were nice. Understood about the family stuff. They promised that if my marks were good this year that they'd let me transfer in next year." But what about now?" We'll live together. At least until Johnnie gets home. Nothing strange in that. Poor university student. Like I said, I have a nice sized cock and my erection was literally exploding out of my boxer shorts. I continued to gently stroke my cock so as to maintain my erection until my mother woke up. When she finally did and was alert, I jumped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. My mother couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in boxers. I casually said "good morning" and made my way to the toilet. My mother's reaction was priceless. Her eyes nearly bugled out of her head and she began to. After about an hour or so of that, he gradually got hard again and then I was able to make him cum - for the third time that night - this time down my throat which I swallowed. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep right there, with my face in his crotch, my lips pressed against his hairy balls.But somehow during the night, we had moved into this spooning position, with him behind me, a hand draped across me which gradually brushed against my right boob."Mmmmm..." he muttered, moving slightly,.