.. dump your coffee on the floor, and then use your sweater to clean it up?"Abbie looked at Jake, shrugged, and then poured her coffee on the floor. "...eems kind of a waste of time, coffee, and maybe even my sweater. But what the heck, I'll do it!" She unbuttoned her cardigan and then crawled on the floor to mop up the spilled coffee. "You know, no one has ever asked me do anything like this. It seems kind of pointless. Who would get pleasure out of asking something like this?"Jake said, "I. , etc. Little did I suspect at the time that she would be able to round up enough help to do the whole team, but she did AND it was entirely a family affair.The team won on the following Friday and the coach called to see how many he could bring. KM called Lana and Bea and they agreed to help out so she called the coach back and told him to bring fifteen by on Tuesday. She told me that Bea was real excited and that by the time she had been gang fucked by fifteen football players she would be. .His shaft enters my mouth little by little. The taste of his throbbing head across the tip of my tongue feels like ecstasy. He forces himself deeper and deeper with each thrust. His hands are on the back of my head. I do not think I can take it. I feel my gag reflex subtly alarm my throat. I try my hardest not to gag. Master does not like it when I gag."You like that cock," he asks while pinching my nose shut?I gag. Master keeps his dick in my mouth. He looks me in the eyes and smiles.. Apparently your Dr. Miller. She's fairly well shielded, but her emotions seem about right.Thanks! Angel replied, then headed down to the door.On the way, she called out to her parents that their visitor had arrived, then opened the door.Unfortunately, she opened her mouth as well. "What the hell ARE you?" she practically shouted.After a moment of shocked silence, in which she realized she had said that out loud, Angel blurted out "OhmygodI'msosorryIdidn'tmeanitthatway!" It hadn't been the.