She walked off the court after half an hour. I hardly noticed she was missing. I walked off the court an hour-and-a-half later, dripping sweat.“Wher...’d you go?” I asked.“I couldn’t stay on the court with you, Tony.”“Why?”“You’ve always been intense, whether it was racquetball or art or making love, dear. But I’ve never felt I was in danger. Now I do.”She walked away and left the club. I shoved my gear in my locker. Afraid of me? She was afraid of me? What have I become?I took off out of the. A single male parent with a house full of high school cheerleaders had raised a few eyebrows with the other parents, and permission was granted with hesitation.The other parents concerns were soon forgotten when the girls reported back to their parents how great the first sleepover went. The fact that Tonya's dad was rarely seen was the clincher.All the cheerleaders liked him as he was great to talk to. He didn't talk to them like they were little girls, but treated them like young adults. He. That smug smile that I was beginning to hate.Soon Rick pulled out and grabbed me by the arm and had me kneel on the floor and began to stroke his cock. Frank got up and stroked his too.“When you make my videos, you’re gonna get cumshots on the face, better start getting used to it” Rick said and a moment later his cock erupted and a big glob of cum landed squarely on my cheek, then another one. He was stroking his cock fast and was grunting as he was got every drop he could out then Frank. He seemed pleased, as well he should have been. I knew I still had the body of a girl younger than my twenty-eight years. My thirty-six C cup breasts were full and perky, my tummy flat, and my legs long and toned. I kept my pussy trimmed very tightly.Finally, he looked up at my face, “Very, very nice. Thank you.”I sat beside him and took up my drink. “So, did I pass your inspection?”He let out a loud laugh, “Oh, so now you’re gonna fish for compliments, huh?”I giggled, “Of course. Now get with.