J. Surhoff, was starting to show signs of concern about having to rely on me for other than occasional bench strength.I could tell he was casting abou... for something to say to me that might snap me out of it. If Warren and the coaches knew anything about the blowup with Juniper, they didn't give any sign of it. They were all business on the field -- as I should have been.I didn't have much doubt that Franklin Jones had heard about it all. Juniper's visit to Toronto hadn't been a secret, and. She left the door open, so I help the blanket in place and walk over to close it. I heard laughter break out as soon as Whitney walked in the door. I tried to listen to what was being said, but I was not having much luck. I shut the door and laid back down. I had just gotten back into my book when there was another knock on my door. I rolled my eyes and closed my book. “It open,” I announced again. This time it was Ashley. Like Whitney, she was dressed in a pair of shorts and a bikini top. She. Just today she said "Honey, I askof you to please make physical contact with my cheeks using yoursurrounding smooch apparatus. I believe the humans call it a peck on thecheek." Case in point. Now that I think about it, it makes total sensethat Mom studies sociology...what a dweeb.Although yes, my parents are wizards, they weren't always human as youwould expect from your 'Harry Potters' of the world. Back in Asgard, myparents were mouthless golems that were brought to life because that'sjust. “What happened to my little princess?” At that point I knew I could end this, or take it so much farther. “She got fucked,” I said. And with those words I lifted it to my mouth and took a huge bite. Immediately the taste of his thick semen overpowered the taste of the hotdog. The bun had gotten soggy from all of the cum, but I took bite after bite, savoring the taste. The whole time his eyes were glued as he watched his own grand-daughter eat his cum. I finished it to the last bite, and he was.