I had dreams about being alone in the locker room, but this wasn't exactly what I imagined.I started with locker 1, which belonged to our quarterback,...James. He stood almost 6 feet tall, wavy blonde hair, nice defined body and a nice set of balls and a dusting of fur over his 40" chest. His cock was usually small and stayed that way even with all the girl talk. Let's see, helmet, check, pads, check, 2 practice jerseys, check, 3 game shirts, check, cup and jock, check and check cleats, check.. I need to be filled now."She rolled off of me. I got carefully over her. Her hand came to my aching prick.I admit I had used up all the patience and slow I had in me. I took her roughly. But suddenly I couldn't stand not being in her, and as I thrust and penetrated her, only the fact that I could feel copious lubrication and her own pelvic thrust, signifying she urgently wanted what I was giving her made the guilt go away. Her groan of satisfaction only spurred me on. I felt like I was raping. She's fairer-skinned, which she gets from you. Having just completed her first year of college, she is arriving back home for the summer just in time for her 21st birthday. Your son, Jared, is intelligent and willful at 19. He returned from his gap year in Europe two months ago and shows no signs of choosing which college to attend as he enjoys the family's prosperity and a string of cute girls. He has his father's looks and charms.His current squeeze, a 20-year old blonde waitress named Tara,. "Dear, dear," Madame Cherrington bustled over, "Paul, make him a cup of tea would you?" she took Kris's unresisting arm and sat him in a chair."Now, who are you looking for young fellow?" A man I know. A woman at the low courts said he worked here, but I don't know his name."Just then Paul, the office junior came back with a cup of tea, he was followed shortly by a smart older man, with thick light grey hair and a stern face."What's going on?" he asked in a kind voice and the dispassionate set.