He didn’t seriously expect us to sit through another one of these lectures, did he? The coach was a madman. And even more mad if he thought I was go...ng to stay awake through it. I ducked back into the locker room; the coach hadn’t seen me yet. It was starting to look like this might be a practice that I’d be better off to arrive about half an hour late too. Then I could get tackled in peace. Pain I can deal with, but stupidity I enjoy less. Making sure no one was paying any attention to me, I. . I want you, Kurtis. You will be the prize of Ankush. You will make my star rise.”I shrugged as my mother’s tongue ran up and up my cock. She reached the pinnacle and swallowed my dick. She sucked me into her mouth. Her lips sealed tight around my cock. She nursed with hunger, her cheeks hollowing as she cleaned my cock of the princess’s cunt cream.“Gods, she’s good,” I groaned as she bobbed her head. “Nothing like a loving mother to clean your dick after you fucked some great pussy.”“Please,”. " Cindy said. "Fun too. I like walking around naked." Anybody around see you? Besides Norma I mean." Rose asked her. "Nope, just me and the stars." Cindy said. "It’s all quiet and dark up there, and just far enough away that no one will come trooping down here in the middle of the night." Great." Rose said, pulling her tee-shirt over her head. "I’ve always wanted to do this."Norma looked at the Rose’s breasts. They were very small, but her nipples showed as large, dark circles against her pale. Bob was proud of his plants and Elizabeth liked them and enjoyed looking after them. ‘I wish I could grow stuff,’ Stan grumbled. ‘I must have been born with brown fingers.’ ‘You just don’t care enough about it,’ Elizabeth returned, with a grin. ‘If you cared about plants as much as you cared about music, you could grow things. But you always forget to water them, or you put them in the wrong place so they get direct sunlight when they’d thrive on shade, or something…’ she said lightly. Stan.