“Nice stick, Brad. It would take a little getting use to. I’d need one with slightly less flex otherwise, I’ll break yours too often,” he said... handing it back to him.Brad did the same as his dad, skating into a powerful slap shot, “100!” Carl announced. Dan fed him a perfect pass, and he fired off a one-timer off the post and in the net. “Again 100!”They carried on enjoying their time together, unaware they were being watched by Frank and Carl. Dan and Brad skated end to end, passing the puck. He just stood there, his head no more than ten feet above mine, his greenish saliva dripping into my face and eyes, and let the light rope coil around his neck — once, twice, and then a third time.The Morling caught me in his gaze and raised his light whip above his head to deliver my death blow. He sneered at me. I smiled at him. Then I flicked my wrist to try to free the whip from his neck. I felt it tighten around his neck more than I saw it. What I did see, quite clearly, was his head. Before either of us could think, I removed her skirt and panties. Her clothes fell to the ground like celebratory confetti. Allison giggled. I lifted her leg and she removed her shirt. Her breasts were still contained in a white bra that was just thin enough to allow me to see her nipples. I wasn't in the mood for foreplay, but sometimes no foreplay was the best kind. I could feel Allie shaking as I threw down my pants. There was something about a random, animal-like sexual encounter that. He got to work orally cleaning her pussy, which oozed with the mixture of her juices and his cum. He had to admit that her two climaxes almost made it worth doing. They were lovers, although they did not live together. Jay had been undergoing "training" for several months. The goal of this training was to enable him to refrain from popping off until Kimberleigh was ready. That was the initial goal, since when they first got together he spurted soon after entering her, even the second session.