.” he said, choking up.Several of the other coaches spoke briefly, then Coach Reed took control of the floor once more.“Where the fuck is Stevens?...” he said, scanning the crowd.I was on his far right in the back, I slowly raised my hand.“Son, I fined you fifteen hundred for missing bed check, you tossed a ball to a fan, that cost you five grand, then you get an celebration penalty, that’s another twenty five hundred. Just what the fuck were you thinking son?” he asked, an amused look on his. I want to take his load so I can taste it. That means dick tip on the front of my tongue where the taste buds are. Nothing beats the flavor of semen. It might be a struggle,though, because he loves it when he's at full deep throat.I backed off to flavor prime position, tugged on his ball hair with my other hand and flicked his nip again."I'm coming!" Flashflood! Salty, bleachy flavorful spooge filled my mouth. I savored it as long as I could, then swallowed. He's put his hand on the back of my. He hovered there, pausing, and she felt a burning need for his touch. She lifted her hips to him, and he moved back, holding that exquisite mouth so close, and yet not giving her want she wanted. She pushed further towards him, and he moved out in sync, still half an inch away. His breath was hot on the exhale and deliciously cool on the inhale, sending tingles and jolts along her sensitive nerves. "Please..." Lucy whispered, releasing the last of her power over him verbally, admitting what. They appeared to be a few years older than me and both had a touch of graying hair.After the swim, I headed to the showers. When I was finished showering and drying off, I noticed the man I had just met in the pool walk in.He smiled and said, “Did you have a good workout?”“Oh yeah,” I said while continuing to dry off. I don’t think I’ve seen you here before?” He said, “Yeah, my wife and I just moved to the area after retiring last summer. I’m Richard by the way and my wife’s name is.