I lean Hardcore up and return my lips against hers. We’re both breathless and glistening in sweat. Her dick pops free as I finally collapse beside her. “Now that’s one hell of a way to start the day,” she pants. “Yeah… let’s do that more often,” I say still trying to catch my breath. We finally get cleaned up and ready for the game. Finally, the moment has arrived. Our long-awaited revenge on the team that took our state championship away. Even though the game isn’t until 2 PM, I’m blonde ready. Nicole and I eat breakfast with the adorable team after we get dressed in our jerseys. We all chill for a little masturbating bit before heading to Santa Barbara High. Walking into the Santa Barbara High school with my arm wrapped around Nicole, we make our way to the gymnasium. “David!” I turn around to see the last person I want to talk to… My dad. “Tim…” I call him. “Why do you call me that, I’m still your dad,” he says as the rest of the team continue on without me. Zach was right, he alluring looks a lot better than he did before we left. I look at Nicole. Bob swung her leg behind him, trapping it along adorable the length alluring of the seat. She took it better then. As I walked down the field I saw quite a few water-logged tents and muddy puddles, but people looked and sounded happy. Sandy finished gathering her stuff and rushed out the door to her Hardcore apartment. But it’s so blonde hard—and I can’t sleep, and I see his face, smell his breath, feel his hands, his weight, taste his. When your father ran off with that big-titty whore, I wanted to bury my face between those lush breasts. “Oh, Alyessa, is my pussy as good as Mrs. Minxes.” When I return to the bedroom; I see my cum leaking from your pussy and down into the crack of your lovely ass. “Fuck you, you whorish deer.” “Tonight?” Maybe this transformation masturbating was due to my own ability, but I think the two of them caused it.