He stopped in front of the TV and hefted the paddle. Chris swung it slowly once through the air. This was certainly the heaviest implement they owned ...nd a part of him was not looking forward to feeling it. Especially not tonight, "Let's go guys." He replaced the paddle and trotted toward the stairs like the players heading into the locker room.Chris changed into sweatpants and his team jersey. Deb was across the hall at the computer in her Giants sweatshirt and stretch pants, "Just checking. He gave her a thin wheedling smile, but said nothing. The place confirmed what Jana had thought, cheap bric-a-brac, cracked tea services, faded paintings, a pile of old magazines and books, boxes of cheap jewellery and other junk that many would have thrown away. Her first thought was to walk out again, but somehow she felt the need to browse, so she stayed. Walking past the tables and shelves she saw nothing of interest until she came upon a clay figurine. About eleven centimetres high, she. That flitted right out of her mind when she saw Dean. The fifteen year-old boy that she had once known had grown about four inches over the past three years and added roughly fifty pounds. His blue eyes had magnified, growing a deep shade of sapphire, and his first year of college had not treated him poorly, to say the least. Despite the obvious physical attraction the two shared, they kept it rather simple, just enjoying their usual late evening talks. Dawn would join them, and the three. It reached the back of my mouth without a gag. I looked down to see how much was in but it was less than a third of his length. I pulled back and took another deep breath.Suddenly he goosed me and the head popped passed my tongue and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an involuntary action that caused me to close my mouth and slide my tongue along his shaft. He moaned and put his other hand on the back of my head again holding me in place. I tried to slide my tongue out, swallowed again.