“My throat is dry, and I’m thirsty from all that singing,” he remarked, walking Abby to the snack and refreshment area. Brad took a bottle of wa...ter, drinking half of it in one series of swallows.“Now all you have to do is sing while playing hockey and drink enough water,” she teased.“Good one Abby. I promise I’ll drink more water during my games.”Brad noticed Scott Warren nearby, facing the wall and taking a quick swig from a small flask. He came by to offer his appreciation to him again and. He must have known my thoughts again. "Yeah mom. I bet you liked me chewing and sucking those nipples." Helaughed evilly adding, "Even then we both knew I was better at tit playthan him didn't we cunthole?" I twisted harder at his lewd suggestions and nodded my head up and downas deep inside it registered that he was correct! I had indeed felt funnytingles in my loins when his young mouth gummed my youthful nipples. "Alright bitch. Enough of that. I know you want to get off on my. And it’ll satisfy some of your cravings as well. Walking back to his car you stand next to the passenger window and watch for a minute or two. The excitement building inside you while you stare at him with more and more desire. You unbutton your shirt to make sure he gets a good cleavage shot when you tap on the window. Seeing that the door is unlocked you drab the handle. He nearly jumps from his seat as the door opens, and scrambles to hide himself. Leaning in the car, you comfort him. Written by Nanna Marker, literotica ID ellynei. Baltin could hear her hiccup with fright all the way from where he stood. His heart was pounding with shock. He yearned to run to the child and pull her out of harms way. Yet, he remained where he was. If the spider was going to harm the child, Baltin couldn’t get there in time, and if the spider didn’t intend to harm her, there was no reason for Baltin to interfere with a confrontation that Rebekka had sought out herself. Sometimes being like a.