I was proud to be one of their student-athletes. This year, for the first time in its 200-year history, Central California College fields a Varsity Fo...tball program and I’m a running back on it! At school, I maintain the image of a smart and dedicated student-athlete. I get really good grades in all of my classes and I’m one of the top students in the Criminal Justice Program. So much for the stereotype of the dumb jock, right? I’m a six-foot-four, 250-pound black man who plays college football. ” Ghira spoke with a positive tone, a direct opposite of his current situation.“Well, if you’re sure. I have to go and continue my workout, dad. I’ll come by and visit sometime. Take care!” With a quick farewell of his own, Ghira ended the call with a heavy sigh.For the first time in decades, Ghira was lonely. While he had spent time being with himself in commutes and trips across Remnant before, someone was always waiting for him back home. Now, as the large man sat by himself in the living. I thought his interest in our love making was a bit unusual, but since he was all alone I gave him some of the info he had been seeking.I told him how Ann and I had been together for a very long time, and that our love making over the years had been very normal for the most part. We weren’t like some craze couples who do things that others wish they could, and that for the most part we were both content with the way things had gone. Robert seemed very interest on why we hadn’t done anything. ” I held my hand out and Steve poked his tongue out and kissed them and then put them in his mouth and sucked the dampness off. “Do I taste good Steve?” “Yeah… you do. So sweet.” I stood up and stretched my pussy lips open showing him my swollen clit and the wetness that was inside my vagina. Steve looked dazed, and sort of mesmerised. “Lick me there, put your tongue… Aaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaah yes!” I couldn’t even finish the sentence and Steve had sat up and his tongue was in my pussy. His tongue.