Basketball. Hindi sex When the school year ended I was again number one in our class with a 98.6 percent average. I didn’t even realize until Grandma said something earlier.”
“That’s quite alright. “It’s Grandma, Cinda…she’s gone.” I broke down and cried terribly into Cinda’s shoulder as she held and caressed my head. I was drained–more emotionally than physically–when the game ended with the score 126-76. We finished up with a trip to Sea World. Later, in early April, I was selected to the AP and Parade Magazine All-America teams. It was a great time either in spite of or because of the lack of alcohol. “Spear me, Ty.” I couldn’t help myself; I laughed like crazy, but I did as requested, spearing my delectable wife in her hot tight pussy. “You should get a dog, Momma, like Fred.” Then we all listened while Cinda told at least two dozen stories about Fred including her episode with the
