He looked at Coach Mullins. “And your assessment?” he asked her.“Russell is the problem,” she said, glaring at me. “If you hadn’t pushed h...m on me in the first place, we’d never be here.”“Mr. Peterson didn’t push me on you in the first place,” I corrected her. “Lana Powers suggested after seeing me take a dance class that I’d be a good fit for a space you had on the team and I agreed to help out. How Mr. Peterson became aware of my involvement and decided to intercede when I left, I don’t. I then got permission to remove his clothing and after doing so I put his entire already hardening member in my mouth and down my throat. I could taste his wonderful balls as I ran my tongue up and down on his shaft, making him harder and harder, soon he was ready to cum and I was given orders to suck him until he over flowed into my mouth. I did as I was told and soon he was screaming in joy. After my Master came he took out tape and told me he was going to tape my arms to the head board then. Her boobs popped up beneath the gown, I could see pair of hard nipples. She enjoyed playing game with me. In that moment I could understand Joe Coker’s song: You Can Leave Your Hat On, when he says: “Come over hereStand on that chair yeah, that’s right. Raise your arms in the air now shake 'em. You give me reason to live - you give me reason to live “. This cowgirl didn’t wear hat that night, but the scene was so sexy and some sweetness in the air was all around that I didn’t mint to get frozen. Trying to move, she finds her hands are restrained above her head and something is bound between her ankles holding them apart. “Are you awake Alison?” What the fuck is that? It sounds like a digitized voice out of the movies . . . . . Fuck! “Who are you?” she asks, noticing her voice is shaking a bit. “In due time my dear, for now, we have other things to attend to.” the voice states calmly. “Like what?!” she asks starting to get worried. Suddenly hands come from behind her grabbing her tits.