“Luke, sweetie?”“Yeah,” still focused on my bra. I put my hand on his chin and pulled his head to face me.“What are those red lines on your ...leg?”“Oh, them? Stud marks, it’s a rare game I come off the pitch without a set.”“What happened?”“It’s usually where I’ve dived on a ball or been tackled. I might be rucked out of the way or just plain trampled. There was one point yesterday, it felt like my back had taken a rucking too. Are there any marks there?“About that.” He suddenly looked very. We dried off and went to the kitchen to see what was for breakfast. It was 6:45 AM and Maria had already left for Teddy's. She had made coffee but nothing else was cooked or prepared. I found a note on the refrigerator. It said, "If you find it you may cook it. Hamburgers and coleslaw are for lunch. Please clean up after yourself."I looked at Cynthia. I said, "It looks like we are the breakfast crew. If I made enough batter for sixteen pancakes that would get us started." Let's cook up two. But I undid my them and pulled them down just enough to get my cock out. And sat down. He told me to stand back up and when I did he grabbed my pants and underwear and ripped them down to my ankles and then told me to lay on the bed. He then pulled them all the way off and threw them in the corner. I was starring at the ceiling and then I felt this warm wet thing around my cock it twitched and I looked down to see my cock disappearing into his mouth it felt so good. I wanted to act like I did. That day she didn’t text me at all I tried convincing her but she didn’t reply. 2 days passed later one day she messaged I apologized and I tried to explain and reason with her that its common these days I just don’t see anything wrong in physically satisfying each other that this we again chatted the whole night and I somehow convinced her to have sex with me the next day.The next day we didn’t do anything even though we went early we waited and after our class we knew everyone used to leave.