He even made a little speech about the game, and called me to the stage. Tim tried to give me the credit for us winning, but I wouldn't go for it.When...I got there, I said "You've got the wrong guy, Tim. Somebody drag Henry Evans up here. He's the man who won this game for us. He's a great friend, too. Henry was even nice enough to bounce the ball right into my lap when he nailed that quarterback. He hit the guy so hard that his teeth are probably still rattling!"Henry played tackle on defense,. Gently turned my head towards him....and again he pushedhis cock into my face!!! Again, I welcomed his cock into mymouth.......I sucked, licked and gently nibbled on his cock this time!! As I sucked he began to stroke my rock hard cock again.....I wouldmoan when I could....at times I couldnt because his cock was deep in mymouth! He had me suck his cock for a few more, and then he whisperedto move towards the center of the bed!! His room was very dark...onlylight we had was the moon light. "What ever the ladies want is on me," he said tossing a credit card at the surprised bartender before heading out the door.He stopped at the door and turned back. "Do you want me to bring my Marshall stack in, Jane?"Jane jumped up and hurried across the room. She linked arms with him and the two headed out the door."Better watch her, Hailey. I think she might have a case of axe envy," Leigh hollered across the stage."She's your girlfriend, not mine," Hailey retorted. Before long the stage. 'You're very pretty -- in fact, gorgeous -- and it's obvious you and everyone knows that.' Pushing the thought out of my head, I put my waist length, golden-brown, curly hair into a high ponytail, I smiled to myself. My eyes are a deep hazel, I'm curvy, 5'6, and weighed about 130 pounds. So, yeah, I guess I look good. But I really didn't care. I put on some mascara, eyeliner on the top and bottom of my eyes, some red eyeshadow, and a little bit of red lip-gloss right as I heard the knock on.