He pushed gently. Taking the hint, Katie bobbed her head up and down, feeding his dick back into her throat.Her tongue continued to lick his knob, and...her lips went down as far as they could, so that her nose nestled in his pubic hair and her chin brushed against his swollen balls.She rose until only his knob was still in her mouth, paused for a suck on that succulent slab, then pushed back down until his cock had vanished into her head.Fred stared down, fascinated, watching her head go up and. ”“Ohhh ... Eclairs ... love them,” Dan Burns said. The rest of the receivers were crowded around the box, picking out their pastry to enjoy with a morning cup of coffee. I grabbed a donut for myself and wrapped the apple fritter in a napkin. I handed that delicacy over to Coach Moore.“Mmmm ... I love apple fritters,” Coach said. “Thank you, Andrew.”“Coach loves apple fritters, Rookie,” I said, giving Tyler a smile. “Remember the man controls how much playing time you get.”Coach called the. We stayed in that position as he continued to open my hole, stretching it, expanding it. I could feel him shift his weight as he brought his cock to my asshole. He was so gentle, pushing into me, watching for any painful reaction. Soon he was deep inside of me, his chest pressed to my back. He began to slowly fuck me, often going deep. The sensation was like no other I'd ever felt. I tightly gripped the sheets with both hands, my neck arched high. Suddenly Jean-Claude stiffened, I could the. " Hans smiled almost sweetly."No, no," Lynn said quickly, sitting up. "You didn't scare me, I just..." Her voice trailed off as she stared at the giant figure looming above her, half silhouetted by the late afternoon sun."Well, I'm sorry to have startled you then. Mr. Johnson asked me to take you down to the bar, and see if we couldn't get you fixed up with a little something." How kind of him. And of you, too, of course. I'd like that very much." Lynn took the hand Hans offered her, and was.