I knew that if Suzi was naked, I would be able to jack-off. Since I had not expected to have sex until I left town after the first of the year, I was ...doing well. If nothing else happened, I was still on top. But, I would not pass the chance to see Suzi naked. To play safe, I set up the camcorder to tape the action around the tree. Just as I was going to key the remote to start taping, I heard Suzi softly singing, walking down the stairs.I heard heels clicking on the hallway hardwood floor. I was nowhere to be found mentally, and couldn’t tell you any details of my day leading up to the game.It hadn’t donned on me that I was going to be starting that night until pre-game warm-ups. To be completely honest with myself, I didn’t think I was ready at all. I was just being thrown into the wolves without an adequate amount of time to mentally prepare myself. The vibe of the locker room before we took the field didn’t help me earlier. Nobody talked. No music was playing. Nobody even. I keep this town safe with an iron will, and, an iron cock. There are a lot of things that go on behind closed doors that aren't made public- like our unorthodox methods for getting information out of prisoners. You know what they say: a bit of cum goes a long way, and no crim hasn't buckled yet after our top-secret, 10 hour long bukkake sessions. If 10 hours isn't enough, just rinse and repeat. I grew to love this ritual so much that I would become addicted to watching at home our security. I said yes george in a meek quiet voice. He barked out go stand in the corner while I decide what to do with you. I turned and said but george it was the traff…I stopped talking as I saw his steely cold eyes on me. I just wanted to cry I was so angry with myself. I stood in the corner and the silence was unbearable. I heard George talking on the phone in a low voice, I gulped and swallowed hard. George yelled at me why are you still wearing clothes?, get undressed now and fold your close in a.