They're playing Notre Dame. Would you believe I watched it because I'm an ACC fan? Never have understood all this fuss about the Fighting Irish." You ...atched it Saturday? You must be a fan, to watch the game again so soon," I said."Just teaching the boy a little about the game," he said. "Kid's got to know a little something about football." America's pastime," I said. "Baseball's been dethroned." Maybe so," Patrick said, "maybe so ... But baseball's still got them of us that have always loved. Snake PROLOGUESteelport…A seaside town, just an ordinary town at the coast.That kind of place where everything seems peaceful and even boring at times.Why a city like this might get the attention for a story written about it?Because Steelport was the perfect place for a revolution. A sexy revolution if we can say that. One that no woman that lives at the town will ever forget. Ever.To start talking about it, let’s talk about why this place is so important to the story. Steelport was a proud. " and scurried over to the table, reading the paper. I had a feeling he wasn't really looking at the paper behid me, and I smiled smugly, and ''dropped'' the spatula, and grabbed it very slowly. I rinsed it off, and the front of my shirt got a little wet, showing off my nipples. I turned to dad with the wet shirt and all, and two plates in my hands. He smiled, And grabbed his plate as I sat next to him. We started talking whenever he sighed, and gave me a kiss, out of nowhere, a passionate one.. She held the flimsy material of her thong to one side and I started to lick her. She was already wet, really really wet! It was like the memory of Auckland had lubed her in an instant as soon as she reached the concert venue. It was like a memory could fuck a woman out of her brain, something branded deep inside. Whilst the stage crew smiled she started to thrust and grind her cunt against my face. She took hold of my auburn locks and she wiped my face against her sex.I licked her, trembling..