Brad blew his whistle to get the team’s attention. “Guys, we’re defeating ourselves if we get injured during a simple practice. When we carry ou... plays and have a scrimmage, of course, be more assertive. Another thing I’ve noticed, warming up before a game is not the time to try and score every shot on our goalie. The warm-up is for his benefit, not yours. Keep your shots to his glove, stick, and pads. If he wants shots to the chest, he’ll ask for them.” The goalies nodded their heads, voicing. The heat above, and around his cock was unbearable, he arched his back and tried to thrust into her. She rose with him so he couldn’t enter her, curling her fingers under his leather collar to aid her grip. He growled again. She lightened her grip on him and dipped her hips so just his head slide inside her, then she rose off him again. Riddick huffed down his nose, his intense dislike of her was now becoming full blown hatred. She rubbed the back of his head with her hands. He twisted his neck. Seconds later,the door opened and there was this tall,slim man in grey track-pants and a white vest and bare-footed.Now even at that tender age I always got this tingling in my little belly whenever a handsome man was in front of me.Even my own daddy would make me all tingly and fluttery inside."Hey up,what we got 'ere,then?"The tall man was grinning down at me which really made the butterflies flutter in my belly."Er,uhm,er,my mam says to give you this and to say we live at number 46 if you. She led me into her dungeon and commanded me to climb up onto her bench lying on my stomach which she called her whipping and fucking bench. I trembled as I did what she said. She then strapped my arms to the side of the bench and my legs apart at the rear. The bench raised my arse up and the way she strapped my legs meant that my tight little hole was at full view. Before I knew what was happening I felt her strong hand spank my backside. She rained blows down on my cheeks repeatedly telling.