.."Her begging finished him off; the man kept thrusting wildly as ropes of thick cream spurt from his cock, over her chest, her face, her hair. His vo...ce was staccato in time with his thrusts."Ah...ah....ah....ah....ah!"His thrusts became slower, but sharper as the pleasure subsided. Lifting his hips forward, he dangled his softening cock to her mouth, letting her lick and suckle him clean.He was too close now; gripping his girl's hair, he tilted her head back and forced his cock all the way. " Sure. What's up?" You know the league championship game is this next week, which means Pete and I are going to start openly dating." Yeah..." Well, when Pete heard that I'd let Steve come into the locker room after the game, he started teasing me. He wanted to know when I was going to invite him into the locker room." She was blushing a little."So you want a different locker room guard after the next game?" I mused."Oh no! We won't have time to do anything after the game because we need to. "Ready to try getting up? Just get up on your knees." "Sure." He was not sure he was ready, but he did not want to stay on the ice. With Lou's help he got on all fours, then up on his knees. His head was reeling. After another few minutes, Tolya came to his other side to help Lou get him to his feet. "Careful, Langer," Tolya cautioned. "Not rush. You hit hard." He let Tolya and Lou guide him to the bench, dimly registering the applause from the Washington fans. Once he was off the ice, Lou and. My soul connected me to all my proxies. They existed in me, small pockets of awareness, something I only really noticed when stimuli touched them. Like how you never really noticed your toes or fingers or other parts of your body until they touch something new. Elsewise, they just fade into the background, not important.And when they did touch something new, they'd leap to awareness.And right now, Sven rubbed on the pussy of my new proxy, summoning me. “He's in Cheyvn.”“Oh,” Greta said, a.