" Thanks. I'll be fine. I just have to force myself to eat, because I don't really feel like it, and it's making me weak." She's probably got a bit of...flu," Warren told them, "we're just hoping it holds off until after Nationals are done." So, I'd better eat!" Sophia smiled, digging into her supper with a vengeance.Tuesday night, they finished third in the compulsories, which was fine--top three was what they wanted out of that phase of the competition.Wednesday night was the original dance,. I loved that. I normally take off my own clothes and this time I was wet before my pants hit the floor. He lay me on the couch and was quick to feast on my clit, like a bulldog with a bowl of hamburger. He added fingers and I soon came, a signal for him to lift me onto his shoulder and carry me upstairs to the bedroom. There, he threw me onto the bed, pinned me down, and again fed me his cock. He went too deep too fast and I gagged — but he loved that.What got me off again was that he was. His hands were as rough as his tongue as they greedily felt me up. I reached down into his shorts. He was already hard. I jerked his dick up and down, while we kissed. It was rock hard and felt thick. He stopped kissing me and stood up. He pulled his pants down and stepped out of them; a thick 6.5" dick bouncing up to say hello. He stood in front of me and grabbed my head - pulling my mouth onto his dick. I took it all but not too eagerly. I wanted sex and I wasn't about to experience. The next morning when meeting them in the kitchen for breakfast, I pretended I didn't hear anything and just asked how their night was. After breakfast I went and finished my assignment. That night once in bed, I felt a bit horny again, I started rubbing myself but I soon started think of what I heard the previous night, making me loose my drive to cum and making me dry. After a few weeks I had forgotten about this night. Then one Saturday morning my mom left early to work as she had a deadline.