I brought my lips to hers. Her lips opened immediately and she sucked my tongue inside.It was the finishing touch and opened the floodgates.She moaned... into my mouth as her hips shot up off the bed and she came with a dirty mishmash of syllables that amazed me, “Goddamn-motherfucking-ugh-fingers ... Jesus Christ!” the string of expletives was impressive, and kept on, but there’s no sense in trying to replicate them all.She looked back at me with a cute almost feral little snarl as the orgasm. He and his father had barely said two words to each other since his father had returned from his mysterious vacation Tuesday evening and in Riley's mind it was just as well. What was left to say?Coach Bills went through the motions of coaching because it was his duty. He knew from experience that Riley was a good enough quarterback that even when he was off his game, they could still pull off a victory. Everyone knew he was being accused of rape, and even though he had not yet been formally. I was sitting there a moment before a waitress came over to the table. She was about 5 foot 4 inches tall, very skinny shoulder length brown hair, and a beautiful face. My first thought was that she couldn’t be a day older than sixteen, but this was a bar and she was a waitress that meant she was at least eighteen. She handed me a menu. “Hi, my name is Holly and I will be your server tonite, can I get you a drink?”. I ordered a drink, not alcohol, I am only 18. She acted very stressed out,. He introduced himself as Earl and was very friendly. When I offered to join me and some friend for a cold beer, he gladly accepted. Probably recognizing him, I got a few strange stares from the hotel personnel in the lobby but no one said anything.Once in the room I introduced him to my buddies and we sat around drinking some more, but the topic of sex hadn’t come up yet. Earl, Stan and Craig were getting along very well, lots of laughter and stories but I was more focused on how I would get.