I love you." He slipped his hand under my blouse and played with my breast. "Ok, you're right again. You shouldn't go over there."He pushed my shirt u...p and sucked on my nipple for a while. "You like it when I do that don't you?"I didn't answer. I was still mad at him. He knew I liked that. He continued to suckle at my breasts. It was all I could do to keep from moaning in pleasure and keep my hands out of his hair. He put his hand under my skirt, pulled aside my panties and ran his finger up. I listened as the public address guy told everyone the names of the shooters then came over to introduce me. “And in net tonight, boy do we have a treat for all you, he tried out for us a few years back but due to a blown knee had to unfortunately had to be passed by to play. Joining us tonight from up north, JASON CASTLE!!” He nearly screamed my name and the crowd blew up. I highly doubted they remembered me but if the PA guy says a name that loud there bound to get into it. I raised my stick. I know it's soaking wet. I run my tongue up your shaft, tickling the sensitive bit near the top and you moan again. Do you like feeling my mouth on your rigid cock? Most men do. My boyfriend loves it, he says he has never had better head. Do you like the thought of me naked and wet, touching myself as I taste your cock? Well it is happening. Savour it. The salty taste of cock fills my senses, the mingling of sweat, saliva and that cock taste is so arousing. I close my lips around the top of it. Shesmiled a lot, and laughed easily. She was open and honestand, to use an old-fashioned word, charming. She seemed sowell adjusted, that my first reaction was to discount herdoctor's referral. Nobody this positive and happy could besuffering stress-related backache. To my credit though, Idecided to try to look past this first impression and todig a little deeper to see if there was anything in herlife that might cause some sort of psychological innerconflict. In fact, this theory was entirely.