Kurz vor dem Verlassen des Hotels habe ich Dir die Muschi rasiert, so dass sie glatt wie die eines kleinen Mädchens ist.Nachdem das Licht ausgegangen...ist, rollst Du den Pulli nach oben und hältst mir Deine Brüste entgegen. Ich lutsche und sauge an Deinen Zitzen, bis sie steif und lang werden und knie mich dann vor Dich. Du spreizt die Beine weit auseinander, hängst die Schenkel über die Armlehnen des Sessels und präsentierst mir Deine bereits feuchte, weit auseinanderklaffende Lustgrotte. Ich. "Something tells me this is worth waiting for." "Well maybe, but we'll see." Ashley selected undergarments from a drawer and disappeared into the bathroom. Brad thumbed through a Cosmopolitan he found next to the bed. He found a feature entitled 'Bad Boys' and began reading. A towel and a man's shirt were among the suggestions for attire. Flirting with his friends was mentioned as appealing to some 'bad boys'. Most important though, was the last paragraph, "You can't fake this. You have to want. She snuggled up beside me, laid her head on my shoulder and said that a lot has happened these past two weeks that has changed our lives, probably forever and I agreed. Then she asked me what I thought about all of it and if I was happy for the change or just how I felt. I wrapped my arms around her and held close. Agreeing that life has changed, I told her that I loved the shy innocent girl I married and that I still love the same girl who was now a raging nympho. She slapped my leg in. It showed 2 minutes and 13 seconds left in the game. And since theywere now up 31 to 14, he finally relaxed knowing the game was in hand.After the game and obligatory interviews and meetings, Mitch and hisbuddies headed back to the Frat House for the post game celebration. Ashe entered the house, a cheer went up and Sams handed him a beer."Great game man! As usual! You need to get a move-on we're way ahead ofyou!"Mitch just grinned as he accepted the brew and laughed as he watched ashis.