When summer training had first begun, Carlos Gomez, -- or as Coach Alvarez had renamed him, ‘Hamburger’ -- was nearly 400 pounds of fat. The name ...tuck because, rather than fighting the moniker, he embraced it. Underneath those large layers of fat, though, was a powerful young man. If Tim had not been a member of the team, ‘Hamburger’ would have been the strongest player, by far. He was down to a svelte 350 pounds, and his belly fat still jiggled whenever he moved, spoke, or breathed, but his. I came out of the room and went to the kitchen and started preparing lunch for him. He came again and grabbed me. I turned around and started kissing him. He immediately lifted me and made me sit on the self. He started kissing me wildly and I was responding back madly. He lifted my saree and started caressing my ass. I was moaning heavily. I got down from the shelf and opened his zip and he took his dick in my mouth. He was enjoying it.I sucked for around 15 mins. He lifted me up again, opened. But the call from Sarah was important, as much was hanging in the balance. Gail picked up the phone with a hello, and Sarah asked what she was up to. Not really caring about the response, Sarah cut in to Gail’s response, “You need to meet me in 30 minutes at the Shell gas station on 30th and Park. Don’t be late if you want more pictures deleted off my camera.” Gail didn’t have time to finish what she had started, and barely had enough time to get dressed and get to the Shell station. Her. She didn’t need to go anywhere, and she didn’t want to be tempted to.What time was it anyway? Picking up her phone, she frowned at the clock. It was almost one in the morning. There really wasn’t anywhere for her to go after all. She saw that she had a voicemail, so put the phone on speaker, setting it down on her desk.“Hey Dana, it’s Rick!” The voice from her phone was friendly, but tired. Rick was a college dropout who was trying to support his mom and little sister by working sixty hours a.