Turning back to Sue, Ditka asked, "Why did you throw to Miss Collins? She was covered."Susan shook her head and said, "No, she wasn't. Ken had slipped... taking the fake. I never thought he could recover in a million years." I didn't either," Ditka conceded. Looking back at Ken he asked, "Bradley, what did you do wrong on that play?"Ken just shook his head and said, "I really don't know, Coach. I have it in mind to ask Ron later." Let's ask him now," Ditka said. "Jackson, how should Bradley have. "But you like to suck pussy just as much as you'd like to suck a cock." Her voice was a bare whisper. She fixed her eyes on his eyes and licked her lips. Pausing, she unzipped her skirt and dropped it to the carpet. She rolled her panties down almost to her knees and spreading her white thighs, opened the lips of her pussy with the fingers of one hand and rolled the swollen knob of her clit with the fingers of her other hand. "Watch me, Daddy! Watch me jerk my pussy off!" She whined. His hand. ” “Cool. Want to go watch a movie?” “Okay sure.” “I just got that movie Eurotrip.” “Tight that movie looked like it was good” We went into his spacious house and into the media room. A Bose surround sound system and soft leather couch swallowed me as the film started on a huge 50 inch flat screen. It was amazing how actors really did seem like they were talking to you when you spent the extra 5 grand for a swanky system. We lulled on opposite ends of the couch, almost synchronized in comedic. With a coy smile she told me that she would love to. I suggested a new bar in town that had just opened that everyone seemed to be talking about. The date was set. I could barely hold my excitement. Eventually Saturday night rolled around. I got a hair cut, trimmed my beard, going for the 'i'm so sexy I forgot to shave' look. When I pulled up outside her house she opened the door and walked straight out. She looked amazing wearing a blue, retro, 60s dress that ended just above the knee. I got.