But we have something they don't have." Everyone looked at Whitney. Coach started laughing. "Yes. We've got a girl playing basketball. A woman." Whitn...y sat up straighter. With her sports bra on, you could barely tell she was female from her chest. Her face just glowed, though. "That's not what I was talking about. We have a team. What's life rule number one?" Do whatever is necessary to protect and defend your teammates!" Everyone shouted. I wasn't completely sure I liked the fact that Coach. “Mr. Barth, it looks like the threat board is clear, and I haven’t got any action requests what do you want me doing today?”Wayne had been working with David Barth for several years. David trusted his decisions. Pulling up Wayne’s timesheet, he pondered it for a minute. “Well Wayne, I would put you on that stowaway search that’s going on, but you are over on your e-suit limits. That cancels you for the exterior survey. It seems the best thing for you is to take a rest day. Why don’t you head. . how do you know?” I asked her.She didn’t answer for a moment, then she meekly responded with “I’ve had a big fake cock in me. So I know that your cock will fit”.Now there is a story that I will need to explore ... later.With my cock poised at the entrance to her tight canal, I pushed firmly against the tightness. It probably took 10 to 15 seconds of constant pressure before I felt my cockhead slowly enter.“Fuck that’s tight ... insanely tight” I commented.“Keep going ... keep going” she urged. "Cute hair and those highlights..." she says staring at my hair.I had a buzz cut something like six months ago, because my Grandmothersaid my hair was beautiful. Now my hair is almost two inches - too shortto brush and too long to spike. So it's just like a mop. I was repaintingDea's room and some lavender paint got on my head. When I washed out myhair the paint had dyed some lavender streaks in it."This way," Laura ushers us to one of the numerous racks with dresses."Those will fit your age,.