.. like the smell of a locker roomfull of athletes. The scent of virility, the scent of manly brio. I havesmelled wafting whiffs of it on my own body ...on my fingers after I pee atthe gym, and now here it is an inch before my nose, at it's source and I amdrawing grand, deep huffs of it. I notice now, that Trey is watching me, as I drink in his sweaty ballscent. His face says it all, but his words make sure we are bothaware. "You are such a faggot! You have become a cock hungry faggot. I loved the anticipation of waiting for his cock to plunge into me in this position, so I never look back until he shoves it into me. In one fast motion I felt his hands on my hips and his cock being shoved back into me, and I groaned and lowered my head as the overwhelming sensation came over my little body.“Mmmmmmmmm fuck Jeff, fuck my tight pussy till it cums all over you!”He wasted no time pulling me back into him as his cock lurched forward into my hungry pussy. He was really giving it to. And why? Mostly because of her own behavior. Her mom too, but mostly because of her behavior. He was her dad, her real and wonderful daddy and he’d been treated like shit, by everybody. But it was her own self that her daddy needed to be there for him, and she hadn’t been, not in anything like a real sense. Fuck-fuck-fuck!The bad news. She absolutely knew, oh yes, that her daddy would not want her to blame her mom. That because that was the kind of man he was. She realized it now, oh yes, she. Sincerely Jason :)’ It took about five minutes but eventually the candles led her to the dress and when she looked at it, I swear, she started bawling. Then she took the dress, went to the bathroom which was unlocked and only a couple feet away, and when she walked out, she was in that legendary white dress. She walked down the halls until finally she reached the gym and opened the door. And that’s when she saw it. A modified version of the winter wonderland dance. There was real ice on the.