Indoor practice meant running, especially numbing inside. As we filed out, Coach Neville announced, "Mr. Porter, Mr. Mendoza, Mr. Johnson, Mr. Oldman,...Mr. Perez, and Mr. Rogers, please wait a moment."The names he called were all the juniors and seniors who had started last year. We waited until the rest of the team left, exchanging puzzled glances."Please sit for a moment," requested Coach. "Do the six of you feel like you need to run laps for conditioning?"We all looked at each other, shaking. She spread the blanket out on the grass and produced some plates and some local food. She explained each dish as she served it to me. I insisted she take off her jacket, tie, and hat and join me, but she said she was on the job and that would be inappropriate. Maria served me a glass of the best Sangria I had tasted in quite some time. Finally, she said it was time to go back to “el casa.” I still wasn’t sure if she was referring to an actual house or if that was the name of a hotel.We got. You began moaning softly as the tension left your aching muscles. The more I rub bed the more comforting my touch became. I asked if you wanted to roll over and you instantly did. I told you that it would be more relaxing and easier to continue if I was able to remove your shorts. You said it was ok and I slide them down your ankles and off. It felt a little invigorating being half naked but it was pitch black and the fire was warming your naked flesh. My hands kept rubbing up and down. Chegwidden asked as he stood from his desk and walked towards Harriet."Oh thank you, A.J. I've got one other request. Would you power-fuck me doggy style and do me right over there on your sexy big leather couch? I love that couch, and I love being taken from behind doggy style. Bud can't really fuck me very good anymore in that position, A.J., and that's why I want you to fuck me while I'm down on my hands and knees in front of you like a horny little bitch dog getting mated by a big studly.