”“Go on.” He looked concerned. He sat down in an armchair. Alison sat astride his knees facing him.“I told you that Danny Perkins had been see...ng me home from school.”“Yes.”She told him the story and watched his face change from anger to compassion and pride. Even so she looked at him anxiously.“Well done, my little one!” he said softly, kissed her forehead and put his arms gently round her.She buried her face in his chest and shook. He felt tears wetting his chest through his shirt. He. Iappreciate that."I nodded, wondering what Coach was getting at, but glad I hadn'tforgotten the rest of the habit rules. Coach continued."So if we are what we repeatedly do, and Clayton and Jordan aren't ableto do anything else for us at this point... you two are the teamcheerleaders."I nodded, still a bit puzzle- no, make that a bit startled! In a splitsecond, a wave of warm energy seemed to fill my body, and I felt asthough I was melting and expanding at the same time. My head swam,. His special project was driving me crazy. I allowed my lips to consume every inch of him. My cheeks collapsed around his dick, I couldn't let go. There was so much of him. My head moved quickly allowing my lips to place kisses within the hairs around his dick every time they met. I looked up at Richard just in time to see his eyes roll into the back of his head and his lips produce a sexy...ohh fuck.....but without sound. His hips started to move as lips struggled to release sound to match. He didn't move but just let me tongue him; his cock felt marvelous in my mouth. I licked harder, faster, getting my cunt wetter as I slid my thirsty mouth up and down his shaft. I took it firmly in one hand and pressed the head against my lips and then in! I forced my mouth back down around Richard's long, erect shaft, taking it all in, drinking his cock so that my cunt throbbed in sympathy. It was almost like he was reading the magazine and jacking off, like so many men who would look at my.