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Debra partied with all of them, but did not partake in sexual endeavors with any of them. Not that she wasn't hit on. She was regularly hit on by most of the players, but resisted all their advances, not enough to piss the players off, but not in any way encouraging them. One player, the quarterback, named Tracey, was generally very polite towards her, didn't hit on her, or make her uncomfortable in any way. As a result, over the course of the season, the two found themselves hanging with each other at most of the parties, talking, and drinking, not to excess, but enough to keep them happy. Debra, of course told her mother about Tracey, and her mother, concerned that she might begin dating Tracey, or worse, tried to warn Debra to be careful, but not in a manner that might cause Debra to rebel as teenagers were want to do. Despite her efforts to the contrary, Debra found herself more and more in the company of Tracey. The team began to practice the middle of the summer for the next season. Debra, had found summer employment locally near the school, so instead of going home for the summer, she had remained, working, and taking a couple of extra courses to lighten her load come the fall semester. When Tracey arrived back at school for practice, both he and Debra found themselves together. Debra was somewhat shocked to find that she was happy to have him back at school. The dorms were under renovation, but, of course, the indian university had failed to account for returning athletes, leaving a good number of them with no place to stay. Debra thought nothing of immediately offering Tracey her off campus apartment as temporary lodging. Tracey moved his bags and books into her apartment. They celebrated his return to school with a nice dinner, and too much alcohol. Debra fell asleep on the couch, resting her head on Tracey's shoulder. Tracey, surprised at the intimate contact, put his arm around her, and after adjusting himself, fell asleep also. It was just getting light out when Debra woke up. Still in that fuzzy just woke up-don't know where you are place, she noticed a few things as she slowly crawled from her state of sleep. First, she was laying on somebody, and that somebody was cupping her right American breast, not squeezing, not molesting, but cupping it, just moving enough that she could feel her nipple was hard. Second, her hand was holding something. Like a warm, soft covered tube. Her hand was inside of something, she couldn't easily withdraw it from its location. She opened her eyes, and without moving her head, looked around and figured a few things out. Okay, she knew where she was. Looking at her chest, she saw a black hand wrapped over her breast. She didn't jump up all angry or excited, but as she tried to withdraw her right hand to move what had to be Tracey's hand off her breast, she realized, that in her sleep, Tracey had shifted over on his side, she had then snuggled on top of him, her head on his chest, and her hand...well, her hand had apparently slid up his baggy shorts leg during the night, and was holding his now erect penis. She sucked in a huge breath as she realized what had happened, and began to slowly extricate her hand. The slow movement woke Tracey, who immediately felt an extremely erotic movement on his cock, and thinking he was dreaming, reached down with his left hand and placed it outside his shorts, right on top of Debra's hand. That snapped them both awake. Debra sat up, which pulled Tracey's hand off her breast, and her hand off his penis and would have allowed her hand to exit his shorts leg, had it not become entangled in the cloth. "Time to compensate Tom for loosing the court deal," he barked. "Wow, these are so soft, like clouds, Mom." Please don't judge me, Mom," she said before taking a breath. They were headed downstairs. She needed to get out of the shop and get to the strip club - she didn't have time indian to pick out more choices, especially as she didn't know how long her blackout had been. With Arisia being the only female close by it of course went after her. It seemed inevitable that during the day with Taylor, he would lock his lurid memories deep inside but release them American fully during those secret nights when Cal's hard cock would transport him to a world of frenzy and lust. The boy asked the girl to sit over his face and he ate her pussy. I figured this was about the time I turn into the gay friend and have her talk to me. I made us some coffee and we sat down in the living room, her, being covered by only a satin piece of cloth that you could call a robe, and I, fully clothed, minus my shoes. I was shocked. “Love her, Clint! “I am Adam...I’ve heard you’re a call girl..is that correct ?” Jane moaned happily as her eyes fluttered open slowly, before immediately focusing on Aaron's face and jumping up. Not that it covers much.” Tina shot a fake scowl in my direction. "Damn!" Soon Grant was pumping Wendy’s eager twat with his strong Alpha seed. She helped, too. Now I just gotta figure out the right makeup and---“