.." she screamed with her mind to the man who was now rapidly thrusting his manhood in and out of her mouth. As hard and deep as he thrust, Ashley to...ok him, and stroked him with the wonton lust and fury she was now experiencing. "Yes, baby, cum to Momma...cum on me...shoot that load....fill my mouth with your manhood...let it go..." Ashley screamed with her mind. In the twinkling of an eye, the lust, the feelings, the ecstasy gathered its own momentum. Ashley was just a pawn to her body’s. Over the years she implemented a lot of the stuff she saw and developed her own style. She had turned into an ace player and had even been approached by a scout from USC early this year. No offers yet, but he told her if she kept going like this he was definitely interested in talking to her in a couple of years. The fact that she was carrying a 4.0 grade average didn't hurt, either.It was fun watching her talk about volleyball. Her whole face would light up. I had no idea she had that much. I knew I shouldn’t have opened up to her. She must have told Tiffany somehow. How could that be? Isn’t that violating patient/therapist confidentiality or something?”“It’s pretty damn unethical, that’s for sure,” Danny said. “Let’s think about this. The therapist is Sheila Davis. She just so happens to be the sister of the CEO of Beach Tan, Inc, Joseph Larsen. My father used to work for him at another company. What’s Tiffany’s last name?”“Larsen,” Nick snarled. “She must be that bitch’s. I kept doing it until I was 12and we moved to this town. There were guys here I could be friends withand I was starting Junior High, so I put those feelings away and I guessI thought I outgrew it. It wasn't until you moved in that the feelingpopped up again. Reading your diary made me feel like something waswrong with me, but I couldn't put a finger on it. It wasn't until theday we were packing Maria's stuff that I woke up. Seeing all her prettyclothes brought up all those old feelings. .