She started swirling her tongue around it like was an ice cream cone and in about thirty seconds, I tapped her shoulder. "It's coming," I managed to g...t out.She locked her lips around me, gave me one more tongue swipe on the sensitive underside and I blew like a rocket. My head rolled back, my fist clenched and I pumped what felt like a gallon of sperm into her accepting mouth and I felt her swallow every bit of it. Only a couple drops escaped to run down her chin, and that sight instantly got. The girls had to basically go on strike before he finally got the message and asked Whitney. Sometimes boys can be so dense.”“It’s an all-night party you’ll go to?”“Yes. We plan to stop by the Frosts’ for a while Sunday afternoon after we all wake up before I come home.”“You know we’ll pick you up if you need a ride. Don’t drive if you are ... sleep deprived.”So, I was waiting for Cassie’s call Sunday evening. When I got it, it was not what I was expecting.“Daddy. Please come and pick me up. We. This was a team I could help.The team's hospitality manager met me at the airport and took me to a nice hotel a couple miles from the Viking Field House training facility. She picked me up after breakfast Saturday morning and delivered me to the field house. The Director of College Scouting, Scott Studwell, took me on a tour of the facilities. Quite a few members of the team were working out or studying at the facility. I was pleased to catch up with Karol Ziska, my friend from back in State. As she reached for her mobile phone, she heard a roaring engine approaching. She put on the car’s flashers, hoping someone would stop and help, though she did have an illegal can of pepper spray at hand in case there was trouble. A biker came into view. Cindy clutched the pepper spray, white knuckled. He pulled behind the van and stepped off his bike. Tall, with a powerful build, he wore a fitted black t-shirt, worn blue jeans, and boots. She jumped when he tapped on her window. ‘Do you need.