Football had crashed as far as I was concerned. Sex Read 7002 times |
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I clenched my teeth and eyes, trying desperately to hold off, and not go for the slam. Pushing his legs up now, to where his knees were back at his ears, I dived right into his slightly hairy hole. I moved up to face him, and straight from his hole to his mouth, ran my tongue in a far as I could go. You know—a championship happens due to a team effort. I loved a sloppy hole, whether it was before or after. I put my arm around his shoulder, and just began rubbing on him a bit, and playing with his hair. The next day I shaved the mohawk—fuck, I was the last one still sporting one. It was good, and I just relished it’s taste, and creamyness. In fact, despite the limited play time I got the whole season, I threw more TD’s than any of the other four ¼ backs.
