“I didn’t mean to make you cry, I’m sorry.” I apologise as I softly trace circles on her back just below her bra straps as I try to make her f...el better and stop crying.“They’re not sad tears, they’re happy tears.” Her voice is shaky as she speaks and I can hear the emotion in her which let’s me know that she is telling the truth.“Ever since my ex I’ve felt ugly and like I’m a freak or broken but you make me feel pretty and well not normal but better than normal. I probably sound crazy saying. I guess I was a bit young to drink coffee but I'd found I liked it when I was studying for the last lot of exams I'd taken. Now I'd have a cup with my breakfast at weekends and like I had when I was out with Rosa or Kirsty.I didn't fancy cooking anything and I was fed up with the cereals I had all week so I decided that toast was the easiest thing to manage."Would you like some toast?" I asked Dad with my hand in the bread bin.Dad looked over the top of his paper. "With marmalade?" he asked."If. The varsity offensive and defensive coordinators went into Big John’s office to discuss whatever was on their minds. Big John was sitting in his chair with his head in his hands. It was a bit of a shock to the two old friends because their boss was very animated in the coaches’ meeting. “What’s up, Big John? You okay?” Carl Conley asked with a quick pat on the shoulder before taking his regular seat on the office couch.“Yeah, you okay?” defensive coordinator O’Shaughnessy added while sitting in. There was no way I wasn’t letting him fuck my ass today. But for now, it was all about enjoying his length and making sure he was enjoying me. So I decided to take my time, going up and down the length of his shaft and then liberally applying spit to it, stroking the base. I slipped his balls into my mouth while I stroked him, enjoying his groan of pleasure and the way his cock flexed in my hand as I gently sucked the sack between his legs. It was hard to resist sliding a finger into his ass,.