(And stop rolling your eyes at ME.)Add to that the fact that you are a student at the University of Georgia and I have no choice but to accept your ap...logy for the way you acted, since everyone knows UGA students have trouble behaving themselves in normal situations.Second, I CAN NOT and DO NOT accept your apology for knocking me out, since at no time did I lose consciousness.It would take a lot more than a weakly kicked soccer ball to knock me out.In fact, last week I helped deliver a. ”“I know you will, Andrew,” Mark said. He headed across the locker room to fire up our offensive line. Everything depended on them giving Mark time to make his throws. I checked on Jay Nicholson. Not surprisingly, he had his nose buried in the playbook, studying our game plan.“You ready if we need you?” I asked.“As ready as I can be,” Jay responded. “I am one play away from running the offense. I understand my role.”“You be ready,” I said. “Hopefully we don’t need you but be prepared, just in. "Wendy, watch this!" Amber gave my leg a titillating squeeze, as she got up and headed through the door. What was she doing? Amber looked beautiful in the light as she kissed her naked father. He lightly pushed on her slender shoulders as she slid down onto her knees. Amber gently brought her fingers around Rusty's shaft lifting his still limp cock into her mouth. Rusty appeared to be about 4" hanging limp but he was growing and straightening out quickly. My eyes were bugging out and my legs. I lowered my legs from over my head an looked over to the wall to where the women were standing with heir mobile phones an started grinning an applaud me, to which settled my nervous an heartbeat slightly. I quickly grabbed my short an slipped them back on an went inside the villa giving the ladies a little wink an wave as they slowly turned an walked away down the street. A few weeks had gone by and many a good night pleasuring myself thinking off that day, an how horny it was knowing the two.