" So what?" said Trent. "One loss all season long? We'll still carry home field advantage into the playoffs." Only if we don't lose the next game, too..." reminded Eric.Trent's face fell. "Oh, yeah," he said. He turned to me. "But you'll be back for that game, won't you, Sean?" Maybe," I said. "But that might not mean much. The way I've been able to play so far doesn't bode well for a very successful return." Ah, I wouldn't worry too much about it, Porter," said Eric. "Even hurt and practically. Again, their eyes met, and he folded her in his sweet embrace. His mouth brushed hers, his breath the elusive fragrance of honey, lips tasted of white chocolate. As the kiss deepened, Elizabeth could taste the liqueur of his blood on his tongue, and in his mouth. Her hunger flared into raging desire as she grew heady with his scent, and the drink of his fluids. His hands slid her dress off her shoulders, tracing down her bare front to ease the fabric past her nipples. A shiver passed up and. “I gave birth to such a little skank,” Mom moaned.“And trained me.” I glanced at Mom, so thankful she did. I gave her a kiss on the lips, tasting salty precum on her face.Then we attacked his cock. Our hands pumped up and down his shaft, Mom's atop mine. We stroked him as our tongues fluttered across this spongy tip. He groaned, shifting on his couch, his hairy chest rising and falling as we pleased him.The sounds he made caused my pussy to grow so wet and juicy. Every lick, every suck, made my. We got to his ranch it was big, like him, he took meinside and right to his bedroom. We stood there for a moment just looking ateach other. He asked again if I was serious about how I like to be treated, Iassured him I did, that I needed that treatment to really enjoy sex. He put his hand behind my head, grabbed a handful of hair and pulled meto him. We kissed deeply grinding our bodies together. He pulled me away andslapped my face, then again, and again. I loved it, I started to get.