My lover. The one person in the world I trusted more than anyone else. She had asked me and knew I wanted to go to Nationals. But she threw it all out...anyway. I guess I didn’t mean as much to her as I thought. How could she do this to me?Bree was leading my makeshift cheering section in a cheer of appreciation or something. My dad was saying something to me about pulling it together. Sam was repeating that he needed me to represent SCU and show great sportsmanship. And Lissa kept trying to. Please let him fuckyou and fill you with his man's cock. Cum from being fucked by a realman." I was crying softly, and we were both utterly focused--her warm,strong hands on me and our eyes staring into one another's deepestinwardness. Her lips were parted, and she was breathing rapidly. Herhand continued to move on herself.It was a kind of intoxication, and I continued: "Suck his cock, please!Let him cum in your mouth, swallow his cum! Lick his balls, and let himdominate your body. Oh, please,. It was a deep romantic kiss. After the kiss, she told that she never had so wonderful kiss (Hahahah. I am a great kisser, probably should give competition to Imran). Then she slowly removed my shirt and started kissing my chest. Licking my nipples and the feeling was just wow.She went below, removed my jeans and started kissing my penis over the underwear. Oh that feeling was just amazing. Then she removed my underwear with her mouth and started sucking my cock wildly. She was licking my cock. The perfect little rosette of her asshole lay exposed before his eyes, lying just above the visibly wet puffy lips of the cunt.Her body trembled as he dug in his fingers, kneading her ass like a pile of bread dough. Using one finger he traced the pouty pink lips letting the tip slide inside, just enough to moisten it. He heard her groan and push back against his finger, trying to impale herself on his probing digit. Not allowing that, he withdrew his finger from her vagina and let it trace its.