Plus, the head is amazing," Jake said laughing.Nicholas let out a smile, thinking:'Typical Jake...'"Shit, my girl right now look like she got some gre...t mouth game! And her ass? Don't get me started..." one of the running backs, named Terrence said. Terrence was a stocky man, short and hard to tackle on the field with a running style that is angry."Shut up. Aren't you still trying to talk to one of the cheerleaders? You can mow down people twice your damn size but can't talk to a. Afterward, Mateo sat at our cast-iron garden set and ate his lunch. We had a swim later, and I gave him first use of my towel to dry himself off. With twenty minutes of the lunch break remaining I received another skull-fucking from him, once I had returned to the sunbed. This time Mateo shot his jizz all over my face. Once he had scooped all his sperm into my mouth I licked his paint-speckled hands clean.At teatime that afternoon the piss parade was dispensed with, and we got straight down to. I felt my mouth water and sat down.The food was comforting. The whole morning had seemed surreal. Suddenly I started to laugh.Somewhere deep down I knew that this was just a way of coping. Like cracking jokes when you had just survived and where still picking bits of your mates up from the ground. But I laughed nonetheless until the tears were starting to run down my face. Tears I would not cry otherwise.After having eaten I went into the living room, idly browsing the bookshelves. A broad. I loved his smell, how he felt, seeing my white hands wrapped around his big Black cock! I finally told him I had to stop and he said "What?" I repeated myself and so did he, I looked at him confused as he gave me a rather stern look... Then I took a shoot in the dark and asked if I could please stop, he smiled and said "You can stop for awhile, BITCH!" I sat down and grabbed my now warm beer as he told me, "From now on, you're my bitch, you'll do as your told and always call me Daddy or Sir!.