Every girl who ever sucked my cock before this did it like they hated every second of it. This chick, however, went to town on my dick. She was doing ...hings with her tongue I would never have thought of. She was still wearing her shirt, so I told her to stop for a second and take it off. She did, giving me a big 'ol grin. She threw it across the room, then sat me down on the bed. She kept suckin', and I played with her gigantic titties. I never was a tit man, but I think mayber that was 'cause. The story traced our season from the beginning that had held so much promise, the schools that had been scouting Skip, and our wins up until the accident. Then, the article continued with how our team's makeup had changed so much because of the loss of our top two players, the struggles, and ultimately the triumphs of the team. Surprisingly, they assigned a large amount of our team's success to "the quiet sophomore with the loud game, defensive standout Sean Porter." There were quotes from some. She was the first girl that I had a crush on when I was in kindergarten. Back then before I allowed mass marketing, advertising, commercials, Playboy Magazine, and Miss America Contests to alter my definition of beauty, I saw her for the person she was kind, personable, and smart. If a boy could have a girl as a best friend, then she was mine. Through the years we stayed close, walking to school together and coming home together with each one talking about who they liked and who they hated at. ”She just giggled and started talking about good names for sisters, or even a brother or two.The loving Sissy and I had that night was beyond everything we’d ever experienced together, and that takes in a lot. That and the pillow talk between romps made for a very long night. We finally drifted off to sleep at four, to wake when a little whirlwind burst through the door and landed between us.“Get up, get up! They’re here!”Sissy just pulled the covers over her head while I sleepily asked what.