..Winners!By Veronica WinstonSara was so frustrated! She was head cheerleader at Eagle Ridge HighSchool, and her squad was ranked among the top ten in... the state. They'dwon numerous competitions and won the admiration of the townspeople,but it was hard to get proper recognition from the statewide media when the football team couldn't win a game. Those guys were pathetic!The football players were all big, strong, athletic guys. They justdidn't have what it takes to win. It didn't matter how hard. She also told me that over the years, she’s actually stolen a pair of my boxers from my suitcase to smell the scent of my sweaty balls. I had no idea that she liked the smell of a sweaty ballsack, and she told me too that she liked it really sweaty and stinking of ballsack. I said that maybe we could go for a run together tomorrow morning so we could help each other out, and she thought that it was a great idea.By the time evening came around, we ate dinner and we were both ready to get at each. That is where I go on my weekends." Pissed doesn't even begin to describe it, Shiplett, and I hope the frost on those words penetrates even the dense bone surrounding your brain.Evidently, her cold tone did reach him, as his eyes widened. "Candidate," he put emphasis on the word, "just what other mission do you think you have here?"Lenore regarded him through narrowed eyes. "I will not discuss it with you, Midshipman. Please excuse me, I have an airplane to catch."Shiplett stood taller. "No,. I was so embarrassed that I didn’t notice. But my did was rock-hard, and it had made a bulge in my pantMy mom was staring at my dick for a while. Then she came close to me and pushed me on the bed. She started removing my t-shirt, and then she unzipped my pants. And she started stroking my dick. I was enjoying it, but I acted like an innocent.Me: What are you doing, mom?Mom: Just be quiet and let me enjoy your black monster. Your dad is so busy with his work that he doesn’t even fuck me.And.