When I finally got home, I found Coach Bail, the head coach of Ohio State’s baseball team, sitting in the living room, talking to my parents, Uncle ...ohn and Grandma Dawson. Peggy had taken all the little ones, including Duke, to Pam’s condo. I hadn’t realized that my uncle and grandma would want to meet the coaches.I recognized Coach Bail as one of the recruiters who’d been behind home plate for the State game.“David, it’s good to finally meet you,” he said as he got up and shook my hand.Coach. I let Joan suck on me until I felt my cum beginning to rise from my balls then pulled her head off . I reached under her arms and leaned back kissing her as she laid flat against my chest.She kissed my neck and moaned when my cock was placed against her pussy. Deb was rubbing it around trying to push it inside her tight hole but Joan was too tight. I could feel Joan's warm juices coating the head of my cock “it wont fit “ she said then moved her body up. Her hard nipples raked up my chest until. I've got new dresses, new skirts, new shoes, a new ballet leotard, make-up, jewellery, nail polish, dancing and acting books... And I want tohurl all of it, every last bit of it, on a fire. Once my last gift isopened, I'm sent upstairs to change into one of my new dresses- anadmittedly cute one with a flared knee-length skirt and a square neck.With a face full of my new make-up, my feet encased in new shoes with a 3inch heel and my fancy new jewellery, I look every bit the attractiveyoung. "Here you go. I brought you both some sandwiches," Andrea said never taking her eyes off Darren."Thanks Andrea, they look good!" Darren said sweetly.Andrea saw the look of disgust in Kara's face. "What kind of sandwiches are those?" She asked with a snobby tone."They're ham and cheese." Andrea replied proudly.Kara looked at Darren with vengeful eyes. "I'm sorry I don't eat meat. I can't eat these sandwiches. Sorry."Andrea smiled trying to keep her cool. "Well then I could make something else.