Justin looked down at the yellowish goo at the bottom of the Dixie cup and swirled it around a few times."What are you doing?" he said snapping out of...the trance he was in. Pulling out the other ingredients he dumped them in and looked for something to stir it with. Shit, he thought of everything except of that. The sperm accounted for about half of the liquid but he needed to mix it before getting Alex to drink it. That would be a whole new problem but he'd have to take one crisis at a time.. 2 million, four-year endorsement contract with Nike, and received a $200,000 advance. In a recent interview (over a month later), he was asked what he did with the advance money. The questions and answers were reported verbatim as follows:INTERVIEWER: "How does it feel to have some money in your pocket, Coach [Subject's nickname]? What did you do with all that money?"SUBJECT: "The first thing I did after I deposited the check was pay Max Solomon, my agent. It felt great getting some money in. She waved her hand in front of my face. “Yes?” She said, pleasantly. “Oh I…I’m from next door.” “Oh OK. Pleased to meet you!” Her face suddenly went funny. It was liked she had seen a ghost. All the blood ran from her cheeks. I thought she was going to speak again and then her telephone rang. “Oh sorry… I better get that. I’m expecting a call… from work,” she said, suddenly distant. “OK sure!” I left her to it and went back to mine. I sat down and rubbed my eyes. I was trying to remember her. Prema now sat on his face and asking her. Salle, isko kaun saaf karega. Arun started cleaning all the mess in pussy by his tongue, mix of love juices of his and Prema’s and enjoying the musky smell of her pussy. Prema was shouting “Chat mera kutta – chat”. This act again excited prema and now she turned around and griped his tool.They were in in 69 position, while Arun completely cleaning her swampy pussy, even hairs around, prema was cleaning his tool and now it was becoming erect again.They.