As she looked, her eyes met one of the guys, the other looking away almost immediately. But the one on the left did not look away. She recognized the ...player, Duane Sloan.Duane was in a grade above hers. He was part of the black students that shaved the sides of his head and kept the rest of his hair in a short cut. Tanya had seen him before and thought he was pretty hot. He was a lot taller than her, and was in great shape. She didn’t hold his gaze for too long, quickly looking back into her. My hands caress her body – eventually feeling the fuzzy triangle between her thighs. She gasps into my open mouth. As I begin to play with her clit, I feel her entire body relaxing with a deep sigh of pleasure. I massage the tiny button, feeling it swell and harden – feeling her juices flow around my fingers. She writhes almost imperceptibly, savoring the sensual pleasure. I gently push two fingertips into her slippery cunt.“Mmm!” she moans.I listen to the tiny, wet sounds of her juicy crevice. Not enough," he said. "But that's the only job I could find. I make do. It's not so bad, Coach. The job isn't taxing physically, and I can get in a few hours of study time most nights." When do you sleep?" I get my rest, not all at once, but ... why these questions, Coach. Do you think I'm too worn out to play the game this afternoon?" No. You'll play, and you'll play well. How you do it with everything else that's on your plate surprises me, though. Tell me. Why did you shackle yourself with. It was early that morning when Jonny texted me. 5:00 a.m. on the dot. I didn't think it was possible, but he was even more excited than me. I was nervous too. It all seemed so downright... filthy. But in such a good way. I hoped I could live up to both of our expectations. He arrived to find me naked in bed, save for my panties, waiting eagerly for him. The panties were off almost instantly as just the anticipation of the day had his amazing cock rock hard and ready for me. I took his.