I planned this, not you.” Kate was starting to piss him off. They did what he wanted when he wanted and he did not care that she did not have an or...asm. She could earn that if she wanted one from him. He would be content to think of her as a sex toy until then. “Why the hell should I take you out on a date like I need to earn my way into your pants. Like you even need to take anything off to fuck.” The last snide comment was intended to sting. Kate gave him the biggest grin yet. “Because, my. ”He felt the blood rushing into his cock as the boy unbuttoned his pants. His cock came free. Circumcised, bulging with veins, thick and long. “Put it in your mouth. Mmm-hmm. There you go. Gently, suck on it.”The boy’s head moved up and down. Mark placed a hand on his head, lightly in the beginning and then forced the boy all the way down. “Stay there.” The boy coughed—or tried to. Mark put pressure on his head. “Breathe through your nose. I know you’ve wanted this for a while.” He lifted his. He was greeted by a chores of boo's.They started his interview, with the ridiculous question of what winningthe crown would mean to him. In a rasping falsetto voice Bob's answerdidn't go over very well, "It will get my wife to stop nagging me."Returning to the dressing room to change into their formals, both Bob andPhil were given the cold shoulder by the other contestants. Bob's outfitconsisted of a red mini dress, fishnet stocking, black high-top tennisshoes, a white t-shirt that spelled. ”Greg, now nineteen years-old was in awe and had great respect for his football coach and the rest of the guys knew it. But they did not know I had a proclivity to spanking fantasies.“I don’t know what I was thinking. How could I miss such a simple pass like that, when he was wide open, Greg said taking the heat for the poor throw.“What, no coach that is just some harmless butt watching, Greg proclaimed.Your brazen ‘butt watching went from harmless fun to bun distraction and I can’t have that.