But once business was done, well, everybody needed to blow off some steam. And nobody understood the pressure built up by elite athletes than other el...te athletes. Once your events were done, until you moved out you were able to enjoy the resources of the village; great food, nicer accommodation than many of us had experienced during training, and the, uh, ‘human resources’ who were looking for a similar release of tension. This ‘worst kept secret’ had gotten to the point where it was a public. I reached for my thighs…pulling them wide. “Oh Mom!” I ejaculated.“This isn’t as good as a man…or a dog…but it’s the next best thing,” Mom said…I was puzzled by it and buzzed by it and scooted down as it inched further inside…I didn’t know what to think…the sound…the vibrations…my cunt walls closing on it…Mom moved it in and out…”Take hold of it,” she said and I reached for it…now the vibrations in my hands. “Lift it up to touch outside.” I did and now I was buzzing and flinching and shaking. It reached a point where in mass the staff quit in protest. Logan had come to Rory’s, now in charge, in her great hour of need. Together they had managed to soothe the journalists back to work and were able to get the paper out.The interaction with Logan had its fringe benefits. It was a bonus of that offered the opportunity to save their relationship and put it back on the romance track.The Yale Daily News staff had fired Paris and voted Rory their new editor.^^^^^^^Paris retaliated by kicking. ”I got out and switched places with her, climbing into the back. Just as she put the truck in gear, Linda climbed over the seat into the back with me. “We don’t have much time, but now it’s my turn.” While she was saying that she popped the button on the front of my jeans and pulled down the zipper.“Have I ever told you how hot it makes me when you dress like a cowboy?” was the last thing I heard her say before she took me into her mouth. During the ride home she spent the entire time sucking.