After a few skirmishes, coach came over and asked me to take the position of tight end. I lined up the ball was snapped and the quarter back slammed t...e ball into my mid section as I ran by. Having the breath almost knocked out of me slowed me a little. I quickly gathered my wits and charged forward, slipping past the defensive line wasn't hard. I had watched and noticed that they followed each other all the time, so I broke left and back right in quick fashion, causing two of the star. ..“Oh you bastard just wait till I get under your balls you prick ...with my nails...you’ll be begging for more and begging me to stop...fuck that feels good...don’t stop you prick...mmm...oh...oh”Of course he stopped ...he had an unfinished date with her clitty ...and boy was it swollen and receptive now... a rapid series of broad hard sweeps with his tongue and Lucy was nearly frickin yelling with a bursting sensational fem-climax.“Oh fuck you...oh my god...oh god...don’t stop now you. You fucked up my life with your snooping around. You bastard. I ought to kill you and dump you in Dalton Creek." But then he looked down at my wife, and changed his mind. "I'm just going to have to take it out on her," he said, using the left hand that threw for some many touchdown passes to grab my wife's brown hair and jerk her back down onto the mattress.One of the three next to Rose was Damon's cousin and closest pal, Skeeter Hathcock. Skeeter grabbed the handcuffs I had on Rose earlier,. Her flat stomach took in short rapid breaths as his eyes wandered down, noting her navel and the delicious flat smooth curve between it and the top of her bikini bottoms. She stood with her legs closed but Charlie could still see the rounded mound of Christy's sex and guessed that she either shaved or trimmed her pubic hair because he could see faint outlines of her labia through the white panels."What? Is it too small? There were so many I just picked one at random..." Christy's insecurity.