" Um... you forgot about Fukurofuju?" Which Fukurofuju?" Bishamon scratched his head."Er... God of Longevity? The God who resurrect the dead?" Ooooooh....." Bishamon's mouth rounded. "... but isn't that Juroujin'sability?"Susano'o could only facepalm hearing the clumsy response from the God ofWar.Aaaaaaaaaaaah...The moon was very reddish that night. Very beautiful though only throughthe reflection of river water. Gazing at the moon in this strange landmade me feel like an astronaut staring at. You picked me up so I was standing, my hand still between my legs, you layed back on the bed and I crawled over your body stopping at your hard cock so you could feel my wet pussy brush over you gently. But I didn’t stop there I carried on going till I was sitting over your face. I needed your tongue around my clit and inside my soaking wet pussy You licked at my pussy, biting and flicking your toungue at it as if you’d never experienced this situation before and I was so turned on I could feel. He hated it.Oh, he liked football. He just felt that the spring drills were all conditioning and Mickey Mouse that would be gone by fall anyway. He hated the waste of time and energy.Especially, the time that he could be spending better either in study or in Moira's bed.One Sunday afternoon, he mentioned his frustration."Why don't you do some other sport in the spring?" I asked."Cause my scholarship requires me to do football, since I didn't make the baseball team." Have you thought about. It was uncomfortable at the start, but I soon relaxed and was lifting my ass to have it go deeper. It felt so good. Then he turned me over onto my stomach and started to massage my ass. He stopped for a second and reached into his night stand for something. It was lube. Before long I felt what I though was his finger going into my ass. It wasn't. It was his dick. I started to pull away and he held on telling me to relax. To just let it happen. I tried, and it hurt like hell and I told him so..