I moaned as I simply held my arms at my sides, kneeling over the naked, sweat-coated girl until I finally erupted all over her tits.Jennifer didn't ma...e a sound but simply grinned from ear to ear as she watched my man juice shoot out of my cock and splatter all over her boobs. She shifted my cock ever so slightly so that both of her breasts got a fair share of the load. As the final squirts of cum leaked from my cock, I stopped moaning and began to catch my breath as I looked at my cum's. Thus you play a Neanderthal game promulgated by morons with limited intellectual ability and where ninety-five percent of the alleged winners peak in high school." "Are you calling football players stupid?" I bristled, even though I knew he had a point. Only a few of the players on the team were strong academically, but who cares, because high school grades don't matter. "Most of them, yes," he nodded. "Plus, at least ten percent of them are gay and another twenty percent are bi and yet another. He was a third year scout."Actually you missed my birthday this year," I said. "It was last Saturday. My family knows how much you guys enjoy the cake and ice cream so we brought it a week late." We're glad you did," Bobby Chalmers said.The rest of the scouts, leaders and my family gathered under the fly. Josh Strickler coolly walked into camp up the trail from the campfire area about sixty seconds after everyone else had returned."Where did you get to?" Mr. Good, one of our assistant. She had orgasmed while accomplishing it the first time. Her admission to being addicted to my cum was what amazed me. I think extracting my cum was at the core of her determination to please me. I cared deeply for Kristin, and my wife knew this before giving my blessing to do everything we had done tonight. She clearly had acknowledged her sister’s need and loved her so much, she might have even arranged this, I thought. Regardless, the next few hours would be interesting. I had avoided.