Id put my mouth around as much of his hard cocks head as I could and move it in and out. I'd lick it like a sweet ice cream cone and suck and lick his...balls like he had taught me. I'd stroke his manhood, lick and suck him til I got my reward, his delicious, thick, sticky cum. Ever since that first time with him, I wanted his cum. I loved having him cum on me and especially in my mouth. It was the most intimate thing I knew of and the best way to show the Coach my feelings for him. His thick cum. She paused in that position, then stood up and looked across and smiled to me as she sat down on her towel – I was very impressed, my cock was very impressed.The daughter seemed to be tall for her age – it was hard to tell. She was long and slim, her breasts were nothing more than a gentle swelling over her chest, her nipples were soft pink and slightly puffy. Her buttocks were small and rounded and appeared to be nice and firm to touch. She hadn’t yet grown any pubic hair, her mons venus was. I started the grill and cooking and the guys gathered with me while Cindy discussed work and other things with the women in the kitchen.There was nothing but small talk and finally the food and drinks were all ready and we sat down on the deck to enjoy the meal. I watched Cindy closely to see how she looked. She looked fantastic to me, but then she always had. In that little sundress you could see that there were no underwear lines and if you looked closely, that her nipples were noticeable. I. Michael hadthe tickets. He was leading me to our seats. I just followed, or in thiscase was pulled along. I could see how guys were smiling at me. Smilingthen, looking at my chest. I was counting the seconds. Look at me andsmile, 1 Mississippi. Look at my boobs, 2 Mississippi. God, guys arepervs. So glad I'm not....fuck. "Are we to our seats yet?" I asked."Almost," Michael said. "Hey, wait, over here first," he added as hepulled me in a different direction.We walked over to a souvenir counter..