But today is a day I have to be at practice. If I skip a class I have to miss practice, too. And I can’t today.”He dug in his backpack for a secon...d.“Here, take my car and head back to your house,” he said as he tossed her the keys. “Or you can go to my house and sleep all day. I heard your mom took your computer and TV out of your room, so you can hang out and use mine if you want. But you need to be home when you’re supposed to be. And I’ll swear you stole my keys if you get caught by your. A lot had happened to him, after all. Enough had happened, in fact, not to mention the nature of those happenings, that one might even expect Bob to suffer from some kind of PTSD. Of course it wasn't post. Not yet. It was ongoing. Perhaps his memory of that first time was more like combat fatigue. But then they've decided that combat fatigue was PTSD before anybody knew it was PTSD.In any case, Bob didn't remember much clearly when it was "over."He did remember staring at those forest green. " i whisper "Shhhhh" again, but She carries on. i return to Her legs, and lick the inside of Her thighs, lean forward and kiss the bottom of Her buttocks, then move back to Her pussy and gently nibble at Her lips. My cock, painfully stiff, is resting on Her chin and in repeating Her mantra over and over again, Her mouth moving against my cock and Her breath on the head, just turn me on even more. The breakthrough comes as i begin to bite gently into Her lips. This drives Her wild, turns Her on. Say Yes QUEEN LISA ANN...I submit”“Yes Queen Lisa Ann I Submit”“LOUDER” She laughed.“Yes Queen Lisa ANN I SUBMIT”She let go“Good boy. But got to want you k** now I am going to get rough.” She Said.She took off his robe tossing it aside. She pulled off his pants as she dragged him. She tore off his underwear and grabbed his cock. She dragged him by it“Wait...ok...you win” He Said“No k**...one more round. It only fair that I give you a chance.” She SaidShe put him on his back and placed her foot.