I push his boxers down to his ankles, get off his lap, push his chair back a little and take his hard cock into my mouth. I take him deep into my mout... and moan. His hands find the back of my head and he proceeds to face fuck me. After a few minutes of this, I stand up and sit back on his desk. He leans forward and spreads my legs. He runs his finger up my thigh and back down again. He slides me closer to the edge of the desk and his mouth finds my clit. He uses his tongue to lick and suck. . Then I felt a jerk that knocked me back to reality.“Shit. Sorry, forgot that they installed a new speed bump there.”“Haha no worries.”Fuck fantasies. I was leaking precum in my shorts and trying to hide the raging boner I had just given myself, imagining that I had the balls and courage to actually do that in real life. When we got back to the house, I raced upstairs and stripped my clothes hoping there was enough time for me to enjoy one last jerk before we left for the game. I grabbed some. My muscles eased up and felt relief. I could feel my cock starting to stir in my jockstrap as Coach Kennedy's hands approached my inner thighs. I quickly told Coach that felt great and I better hit the showers. I didn't want him to see me get a hard-on. Coach told me to hit the showers.Whew! I made it back into the locker room and took off my jockstrap as my rock hard cock slapped against my stomach. I don't think Coach noticed. I grabbed my towel and went to the showers. As I was soaping up my. I can't make sense yet which other fields are involved and which ones aren't."Sarah said, "Just out of curiosity, how long has it been since you ran the standard diagnostics?"Sandy said, "They ran perfectly a week before Steve found the first problems. We haven't tried them since." Try them now!"Sandy loaded the diagnostic tape, and set it to run through all the Reaper tests. There were five tests that failed.Miguel and Aaron had returned from lunch, and after a fruitless hour of scoping, Sandy.