“Well I don’t want them here because they wanted to leave so bad.” Malus said.“Well you need them and you know it. But if they go, the bison g...es with them, and the whole camp will be at your throat about the free meat you turned away.” I said.Malus thought about that fact, and just turned and walked away. I took the shackles and handcuffs off. Mr. Treehugger who was trying to get his legs to work. I made sure Malus understood to keep his distance from my camp as I would shoot first and ask. She gave a very competent hand job and I was getting close. I was carefully aimed at her belly so as not to ejaculate near her vagina. Her rhythmic strokes continued and sure enough this attractive 17 year old brought me to a very satisfying and long orgasm. When I reached the apex of my orgasm I announced, "Here it comes..." I doused Tiffany's abdomen and my bedsheets with probably seven jets of cum. Since we were under the sheets she didn't see the cumshot, but she certainly saw the. Except Josh and I were deadly from the top of the key. Whitney's baseline shot was even more accurate. She could hit it from fully in the corner and you had to swish the net from there. You were actually behind the backboard. Coach Mitchell and Coach Hancock both kept blowing the whistle to stop the clock and turn the ball over to the other side.Along with the three-point rule, other new rules were taking shape this year. One was the thirty-five second shot clock. It was hard enough to make. "So I haven't scared you off have I?"I shake my head, so she reaches into her bag and pulls out a silver box which she opens and presents to me. Inside is a heavy, black, leather collar with a chunky ring in the middle.Wordlessly she moves behind me and puts it on, not waiting for my reaction. Her delicate hands tickle, but I fight to not react to it. I can feel the warmth from her breath on my neck, and I become aroused. I want to be taken to the playroom too.She doesn't though and instead.