But, it was like a communion, taking me in in every way her senses would allow. A few weeks into our thing, we were in a 69 and I felt her tongue expl...oring my butthole. It felt amazing, so I reciprocated. She moaned gently as I probed, pushing the tiny hole open to allow my tongue to enter her slightly. Her pussy was wet and clean in my mouth as I licked and slobbered between her ass and vagina, rotating her hips back and forth so I could eat her hungrily. Her mouth fell off my skin as she. The pre-cum was building up in my ass. I could feel how warm and silky his pre-cum was and my anus was throbbing from the touch of his cock. He kept aiming his cock head at my anus, but I was very tight and had never been fucked.It was warm and so relaxing laying in bed with a nice fat hard cock rubbing my back and ass crack. I was enjoying it and just snoozing. I was rubbing my own cock from time to time, and sometimes I would hold both my balls in my hand and squeeze. I don't think I had. She had sought an orgasm, just to see what one was like, only to find that she had discovered something addictive. Since then, she used masturbation as part of her stress control program. Running started the release, and masturbating after a run finished it.When she masturbated, her orgasm was a destination, with a clearly marked trail leading to it. She could tell when it was going to happen. Everything was predictable.But this felt different. This felt like she was in the wilderness. The summer after my graduation was our first year in the new Spring Lake Sports Complex. We moved as many of the community clinics as we could to Spring Lake, and I was able to let Theo and Trent take the lead on running everything there. I traveled a lot, from Maryland to Texas, Florida to Michigan, Kentucky to Wisconsin, doing coaching clinics, referee clinics, and getting to know as many of our attendees as I could.With help from several people, I began transitioning Porter Enterprises from.