Perfect. I move my mouth, my jaw, side to side trying in vain to spit out the rag in my mouth. Coach moves out of my view while Bo moves closer.“Aw,...Bell, Bell, Bell.” He shakes his head as he leans down to swipe the tears from my cheeks. “Why are you crying, baby? You know you want this. You’ve been askin’ for it all year!” he laughs.I feel hands at my thighs the something cold. I hear a snipping noise then with sickening realization I realize that they are cutting off my clothes. I try to. Jake had loaded everything he needed in the back of the truck and locked the cover the night before. Checking that it was still secure and nothing was missing he climbed in the 4x4 and headed to Lana's address.He found the house, a small well kept cottage on a street of similar houses. He was a little nervous as he stood on the front porch waiting for someone to answer the doorbell. He heard heavy footsteps and a large man opened the door, staring at Jake bleary eyed. Jake thought the man was. She went into the bathroom to change, leaving the door open quite wide, but I remained the gentleman and did not gawk at her. She emerged wearing a long white robe which opened briefly and revealed her cock dangling there between those exquisite thighs. I was seated on the edge of the bed when she came over. I felt a sudden burst of courage and opened her robe took her penis into my mouth. It grew under my gentle sucking. Its length extended barely five inches so it easily fit in my mouth--his. And thanks for the tips tonight.”I raised my glass to her. “No, thank you.” To Derek I said, “Last call. You want anything? I’m buying.”“Nah, man. Driving. All good. Thanks though.”The bartender nodded and headed back to the bar.“Well, after this the libations come to and end and I will be back on the wagon until I’m on the podium again,” I said. I took a drink and put my glass down. “So, what brings you here? I heard you were interning at some community access cable channel.”“ESPN isn’t.