So when the player in question used Skype to walk with their friends everything was being logged. Like me a lot of the guys wheren't consumed by porno...graphy. All of use did agree that we did want to be able to talk about it though so we came up with "the play" code. We used things like batting curve to talk about body shapes and running yards for legs. For some time we where stumped on how to talk about breasts in till I hit on a "play gared" because of cup sizes. This format made sence to us. Her father was an award winning newspaper journalist for nineteen years before being killed in a car accident when she was sixteen. She loved and admired her dad for the integrity with which he did his job. In her eyes he could do no wrong. His death was devastating for many, but at the time Lisa wondered how she could even go on living. It was her mother’s pep-talk that gave her courage to stand over her father’s casket and make a silent vow to follow in his footsteps and do him proud.Many. You groan as you feel my hot thick load empty into you over and over again, my cock deep inside you shooting my cum, causing you to climax hard, your pussy squeezing my cock tighter than I have ever felt as you scream loudly. I stay deep inside you as our climax calms down, yet my cock somehow manages to stay rock hard. I once again start to move in and out of you, loving the feeling of your cum filled pussy around my dick, feeling a mix of our cum dribble down my balls and thighs as I kiss you. The guy’s cell phone rang.He looked like a caged rat as he sought an escape. Deciding that CC was the easiest target, he ran at her, ending up in a heap at her feet as she grinned smugly at Matt.“You knew he’d come at me, didn’t you?” she asked.“Of course, you look so helpless,” Matt teased, having learned months ago that she was quite skilled in martial arts. Fortunately for Matt, she pulled the punch when she slugged him in the shoulder.The sergeant was much less gruff when he approached.