He’s a guy whose natural talents could have gotten lost. I don’t mean how well he plays football or how well he does in a classroom. I’m talking...about the person he is. I know you’d never heard of him as a football player before I introduced you but you saw him a few months ago and again tonight. He’s gentle and kind. On the field, they call him ‘The Manimal.’ For a man that large to be as fast as he is just amazes me.“Off the field, well, you saw it. He doesn’t know Scott or Lisa except. I had to lay down the law about some of the things they were teaching him.We managed two weeks at dad's cabin on the lake, while the grandparents cheerfully took care of Jason. The boat ran well and I got in some good fishing and a lot of constructive loafing. Hanna complained that I made her do all the work but that wasn't true. She was just griping for effect and enjoyed herself as much as I did. I chopped all the wood for the fires we enjoyed in the evenings and did the heavy cleaning, as. .....but this time he has a long winter coat on and I can’t see his crotch – damn! He is close enough that I can smell him but; that coat makes it impossible for anything else.The bus begins to move again, the lights go out I hear a zipper slowly being pulled down......he is opening his coat. I take a chance and reach out with my hand.......his pants zip is already open.......and his cock is out and not soft at all kind of semi but that changes quickly as he is soon fully hard. I look around to. Millie wrapped up in a plush terry robe; her enormous tits made it look like she was hiding a pillow underneath it. Her baby face was flushed and pink, her eyes bright. "This is the neatest thing I've ever done, Jeff," she said. "Thank you for letting me do it." "Letting you?" I said. "I ordered you to do it, Big Tits. Don't forget that." She shivered. "Ooo, that's right," she breathed. "I had to. You made me." She shivered again. It was hardly really true, but it thrilled her anyway. "How do.