Kristen joined her friends Britney and Diana in the hallway, both of whom were also cheerleaders. Britney was a short blonde girl with large breasts a...d a permanent smile. She was born in Kentucky, but had moved to Whitehill a few years ago, so she had a noticeable Southern accent. Diana had smaller breasts, but she was nonetheless attractive. The three girls headed to the stadium together."So are you excited about the big announcement?" Britney asked."Of course!" Kristen said. "Maybe we can. We held hands, and paused occasionally, oohing and aahing over the pretty autumn leaves reflected in the water's surface.As twilight developed, we returned to our tent, and crawled in. We slept in sweats, to ward off the chill Michigan camping in the fall could bring. Snuggled together, she whispered how much fun she was having, and how much she wanted to try this again, in the spring.We kissed goodnight, and I caressed her firm form affectionately. She wriggled like a puppy, and ran her hand. I was trying to end the life of drug mule with a very similar name to yours halfway across the world." Okay...this is a lot to take in..." I said, very confusedly. "So what now, I'm just dead? And can you really expect me to believe that you're God? I'm not even religious." Everyone says the same damn things when they get here. I'm not going to stand here for 20 mins to prove to you that I am who I say I am. However, you won't be doubting me much longer." Oh really? And why is that?" I said. “I’m cumming too hard. I’m cumming too hard.” “Cum harder. Don’t scream, don’t.” “Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!” she begged more. “I can’t. Ah, shit!” I could feel my orgasm building to a hellish climax. “I need to cum.” “Ah!” She exclaimed really loudly. Her titties were jerking around and her back was arching more and more. She laid her head back and held her breathe, which only intensified her orgasm more. “Fuck!” she yelled out. Suddenly there was banging on the door and then we heard her.