"Number One, they have an inexperienced Quarterback who can be rattled in tough situations." He said slipping his grip to his left middle finger."Numb...r Two, they have a hot shot running back from the street gangs of Chicago who has to be taught a lesson." He said slipping his grip to his left ring finger as he exhaled deeply and turned on his heel to pace the other way."Number Three, their best returning back plays behind the Chicago hot shot and is the 3rd or 4th receiver." He said before. Her body convulsed as warm pussy juice started squeezing through Nina’s fingers.“Ohhh, god!” continued Jessie when she felt Nina’s soft lips touch her pussy. Nina licked and tongued her clit, then came up and started kissing and sucking her mouth and neck.Jessie’s body was really alive now. “Oh, it’s so good, ” she said.She wrapped her arms and legs around Nina and held her close. She loved the feel of female flesh, the way her breasts pressed against her own.Now it was her turn to try eating. She shed her clothes as she led the way to her bedroom, and I threw mine off my body as quickly as I could. I was surprised as just how hard I was with so much liquor in me. I was ready to fuck her white pussy until she passed out. She was standing on her bed when I walked through the bedroom door. Her small body was a lot shapely than it appeared under her clothes. She is about 5’ 6” or so and somewhere around 120 pounds would be my guess. Her waist is tiny but her hips and ass flare out like. “So, how drunk was the doctor that did these stitches?” I explained that part over again, then attention was turned to the large tattoo on my arm. There was a whole other conversation with Mr. Singh asking me which Island nation was the tattooist from. Then I was taken over to the training area and we began our somewhat “normal” session.We spent time discussing and dissecting what happened that day, especially how my training had help me react. After the all the talking Mr. Singh said he was.