. HARD!"Putting my hands under her hips, I continued to drive my cock in and out of her clutching, clenching hot tunnel. "Yeah, baby, hard, hard," I m...rmured. I could feel my orgasm building to a crescendo. I had waited so long to finally make love to Candy that it had built up to one of the highest peaks of my life. The way her hot flesh clutched against mine, the slippery friction of oily flesh rubbing against oily flesh, was taking me beyond any point of control. I was panting like a runner. I'm smart enough to know that you bear little resemblance to a Playboy centerfold - but you're real. Sexy soft skin, a real tan, real tits, a genuine smile and real enjoyment in the real pleasure we share. That's worth more than all the airbrushed-perfect beauties they can stack up.Part of it is just you. We've known each other since elementary school, way back before you liked boys, and I think I've loved you a little all that time. It sounds like a dumb after-school special, but it's the way. After he unlatched the locks to the case, he tells me to turn my back to him and back up to him without looking.The next thing I know a black rubber hood was being placed over my head and firmly pad locked at the back after being zipped shut. Next, I could feel a metal band with chains rattling being placed around my waistline. Finally, metal bands were being tightly clamped shut around my wrists and ankles. He forces me down onto my knees in front of him, opens both the eye holes and mouth. I thought about it for a minute and decided she might as well get over it. She knew how I felt about her. That was why I sent a text to Ari. If anyone could get Isabel’s number for me, it was him.“And you’re fine if Ridge and I invite some of our teammates?” Bill asked.“Just don’t overdo it. We might want Zak to invite us to more parties in the future,” I suggested.I saw my dad motion for us to get back with the group. We were ready to see USC’s football facility, the John McKay Center.It.