He looked down at her pretty little face as she ecstaticallyslurped on his shrivelling manhood. He could feel her tongue rolling itaround in her big m...uth and he giggled. He continued looking down at hislittle friend until she suddenly vanished behind the wall of creamycleavage that popped up from his chest. He cooed and slipped a handunder his new tiny little spandex top, wondering if all cheerleaders gotto wear uniforms this pretty. Just as he could feel his new friendstruggling to keep his. He had one of those looks on his face again. One of those looks that inspires fear or faith.And I had no clue which one I should be feeling.Then the other players started to show up.Fred was one of the last to arrive. "Is he here?" Yep. I've talked with him already." And?" He will not cause too much trouble. As we expected he wanted to put the team on a more scientific system. But he also realized that he did not know enough about football to coach us." So why did he want the job?" He called it. Maybe when you get older." "But Mom..." Brandon whined. "No buts." His Dad added, almost good naturedly, "You're too young to be left home alone and that's that." Brandon grumbled silently to himself but said nothing, knowing very well that there was no use in arguing any further. They'd had the same discussion every couple weeks when his Mom and Dad went out, and every time it ended the same way. In fact, his protesting had been more as a matter of principle than from any hope of winning. . ‘I might just hold him until I’m ready to head over to Brad’s for his Birthday party,’ Janey said quietly. ‘You could let me hold him so you can have a bit of a break, maybe a cup of tea or coffee before you head off,’ Marina said quietly. ‘A cold drink actually sounds good,’ Janey said with a relieved glance at her mother. ‘Well let’s take Master grumble out to the kitchen so you can have that drink,’ Marina said. Janey followed her mother into the kitchen and thankfully let her take Nicky,.