The EMT's diagnosis was correct. Don now had a cast from mid-thigh to toe. They sedated him. He was going to spend the night in the hospital. He would...n't be playing football anymore, at least not this year. Zack told me to get ready. I was going to be starting on Friday night. I silently prayed I didn't screw up.Zack and Mike grabbed me at lunch time on Thursday. They gave me a long talk about what I needed to do from here on out to fulfill my new job on the team.At practice that afternoon. No she stood up and started to take her clothes off, soon she was down to her underwear, a no regulation black lace bra and nice to see non regulation tan stockings and suspender belt, I ordered her to keep those on and took some photos of her on my smart phone. I was now getting quite an erection so I stood up dropped my trousers and took it out, 'Over here.' I ordered, she came over to me, 'Suck my cock' I said, she got down on her knees and started to suck my cock, she was damn good as. I started sucking it with her juice flowing into my mouth.By now my cock was throbbing and stressing to go out of her control. Both of her hands were busy rubbing, massaging my ever happy hung balls, occasionally her fingers tip toed and danced on my naked butt including the inner thighs. She was moaning in variant tone indicating the bliss of ecstasy she was sinking in enjoying sucking my cock, and having me lick, suck her pink young love spot. My cock was all wet with her saliva and her cunt. Connie, Renée and clutch of other cheerleaders in civilian clothes looked confused. Connie saw me, grabbed Renée’s arm and walked over. Renée was kept purposefully on my side.“Hi Connie, Hi Renée,” I greeted them.“Hey Dean,” She said with a slow calculated decision. I saw her fingers squeeze Renée’s arm. Renée’s yellow decorated bookbag jiggled as she swayed.“Hi Dean. Hi Wanda.” She murmured.“So, c’mere?” Connie turned up the corner of her grin in contest with the crutch ridden girl.“Yeah,.