My name is Kaitlynne, yet eveybody calls me Katie. I grew up in a tiny farm community about one hour north of Columbus. Most of my living I was quite a lot a wall flower. I had stout glasses that I was wearing till the summer after I graduated from high school. So to even worsen it I was wearing a size 32-A bra till my senior year. Flat and bespectacled was no way to go thru high school. Only things I had going for me was the fact that I was a straight-A student and my naturally light fair hair .

For sure, that brings us to Kevin. Kevin was thin and he was wearing pop bottles for glasses also. We hung around thru most of middle school and high school in a bit of a lonely heart club. We in fact started to date some our senior year when it became apparent nobody else had much of an interest in either one of us.

Kevin was the 1-st and only, guy that I've had sex with. It started late in our senior year as the heavy petting moved to oral sex and then culminated on the night of our senior prom when I finally let Kevin make love to me. Kevin was about average in size I guess, can be 5" long when he was erect. So it was the 1-st experience for us, both. And it was short and bit clumsy, yet it still felt good.

Over the summer we would meet every week or so and mess around. I'd like to say it was getting better, yet I really do not like to lie. However, what Kevin lacked in sexual prowess, I must say he tried to make up for with rapture!

At the time of the summer, Kevin and I finally decided to get contacts. By late August, we were both free from glasses. Actually, even with the contacts, Kevin was still, well, Kevin. However, between my boobs finally growing into a very perky 34-B and with my contact lenses allowing people to now see my big sky blue eyes, I was starting to get some attention that I never had before. Attention was most importantly expressed in stares and cat calls of the local guys, yet hey, it was a launch! I had grown very nicely into my 5'3", 105 pound frame.

Kevin and I both enrolled at Ohio State in the fall. I went into journalism. Kevin did also, not since he had any great interest in writing, yet he really desired to hang with me like high school.

I was on scholarship and it was important for me to maintain my grades. And I made a promise to myself, no dating , just studying. This kept Kevin happy and allowed me to launch the 1-st quarter with a 4.00 GPA.

1st quarter was tough on Kevin though. I had many of guys that would hit on me in the library or in class while Kevin was with me. Most of the guys were Black, oddly. They were by far the biggest offenders of Kevin's territory, often times absolutely ignoring him as they would tell me how they desired me and how they would do me. It was crude to say the least. I never gave them any response and they would eventually pimp off.

There was like one black girl in our high school, so I do not think Kevin or I was prepared to handle the cultural differences. It can have been college, yet these guys were definitely not rocket scientists and definitely lacking in any of the social graces that I was brought up under. I am guessing most were in their 1-st and last, quarter at Ohio State.

Unluckily, Kevin did not do to well his 1-st quarter either. He was placed on academic probation and had to sit out Second quarter. He was really bummed. So in the face of his nerdiness, I'll miss him also. He was, after all, my safety net.

In the 1-st week of Second quarter, I went to the Lantern to get my assignment for the upcoming edition. Most of the First quarter I did restaurant reviews, which weren't a bad gig!

Editor was a senior, which is called Matt. Matt was a very well writer, yet lacked any organizational skills, which may be helpful when you're the senior editor. One day I walked in, Matt looked like he was at his wits end.

"Which is wrong Matt," I pronounced, "you look flustered."

"Damn," he exalted, "Steve went on a three day bender and can't make the Heisman recognition dinner for JD Williams this evening. So for sure, Ray, the associate sports editor, tried to out do Steve and he was that blitzed, well we still can't find him. I've no one to go cover the recognition dinner this evening and it is a page one story. No one... and it starts in less than two hours. So it is black tie also."

"Why do not you cover it Steve," I asked?

"I must finish up the rest of the layout this evening, I can't leave Katie," he screamed, "I've the whole back section to do yet. Then he paused for a 2-nd, looked at me and smiled broadly.

"Katie, what are you doing this evening?"

"A restaurant review," I questioned hopefully....

"No, I do not think that's what the stars have in mind for you tonight. I think you've just been anointed the '' sports editor for the Lantern. Let me look at you," he pronounced.

I simply had on a short black casual dress under my rain coat. Not exactly black tie attire I thought.

Matt looked me over and pronounced, "So, , but you are cute enough to get away with it. Here, let me get you some back ground material on Williams so you do not make a complete idiot of yourself."

Matt paused for a 2-nd, realizing that he sounded beautiful harsh and pronounced, "Do not worry Katie, you'll do fine. This guy has an IQ of about 80 and he'll spend most of the interview just staring at you. Go over this background material and you'll have him eating out of your hand." With that Matt flipped the Williams file to me.

"So here is your press pass for the event," Matt pronounced, "Have fun kiddo!"

I took my coat off and began my review of the miscellaneous articles and clippings in the file. JD "" Williams was 6'8", weighed 265 pounds, played tight end in football and was a power forward on the basketball team. He ran a 4.3 forty and had a 40" vertical leap.

He was an All American in basketball last season and in football this season. JD had a great senior season in football with 105 receptions, 28 receiving touchdowns and 8 more rushing TDs. Actually, even as a casual fan, I knew an unbelievable season.

He also won the Heisman Trophy this year as the best football player in the country, the 1-st time for a tight end.

Williams had a beautiful impressive athletic background. Only thing I was really in the dark about was, why the nick name? "Freak" seemed like an odd moniker. I jotted down a reminder on my note pad to follow up on that item. I looked up at the clock and it was already 7:15 PM. With the dinner starting at 7:30, I had to hustle to get over to the campus center for the event.

"See you Matt," I pronounced as I threw on my rain coat back on and set off out the door. Matt was in the back of the Lantern office and I heard him yell back, "Remember Katie, it is a page one story!"

It had been unseasonably muggy for January in Ohio. However, the air had cooled significantly over the last couple hours and it was looking like it might snow. With only my light rain coat on, I reached the Campus Center just before my body parts started to turn blue. I was regretting not dressing warmer a little more appropriately. I only had a pair of thongs on under my skimpy casual dress. Hell, I thought I would be doing a review of some "grill and kill it" diner, not attending a black tie event. Oh hmm....

Guard at the door stopped me, examined my press credentials and pointed me toward the press box. One day I reached the press area, it was already completely filled. Damn, I knew I should have left earlier. I chatted with a local newspaper writer that I recognized. He suggested I simply go down on the main floor and watch the presentation. He pronounced he would ensure that my name was added to the Williams interview list.

He told me that the press coordinator would come down and get me when it was my turn, yet it may be a little later in the evening, since the major publications always get 1-st dibs. By tradition, the Lantern typically received the last interview.

I set off back down to the main floor. I found a table at the back of the seating area that had an open seat. It was filled with four older couples who were, I suspected, part of the athletic booster programme. Meals were being served and the dinner speeches were just beginning.

1st few speakers were past Heisman trophy winners. I recognized the names but do not really remember any of them playing. Eventually, the key note speaker stepped up. It was the outgoing president of the university. She lauded JD not only for his athletic skills, yet for the academic excellence he achieved at the university. His last two years at Ohio State JD was an academic All American. I reflected back to what Matt, my editor, pronounced earlier about William's IQ being about 80. It is odd that Matt was so far off base. He was typically very accurate with his statements.

JD spoke shortly after the President. His speech was short but fairly well executed. It was the common assortment of thanking eveybody on the team, the coaches, his teachers, et al, for helping him get to where he was this day. Actually, even though it was a tad trite, he delivered it with seemingly genuine sincerity.

That quite a lot wrapped up the evening's agenda and the four older couples excused themselves. They were rushing off to see if they might get a football autographed. Corridor emptied beautiful rapidly and other than the tidy up crew, I was about the last person left. It was about 9:10. I took the time to review my notes just to ensure that I "did not make a idiot of myself" as Matt put it.

Eventually, at about 10:30 a short stocky guy came running across the room.

"Have you seen Steve from the Lantern." he shouted?

"That would be me this evening" I responded

He paused and then with a smirk pronounced, "Whatever, follow me missy. You do not have long, JD's limo is here and he wants to head home."

So with his short fat legs pumping rapidly, he set off back to the press area with me chasing behind.

"Whoa shorty, where are you going in such a rush," echoed a large voice. Short fat press assistant threw his hands in the air and continued back to the press room.

I stopped in my tracks. Before me stood a giant of a man. It was JD Williams. I knew he was big, yet from the back of the room where I had dinner, you did not get the same sense of the magnitude of his size as you do when standing directly before him. He had to tower over me by at least a foot and a half.

I must have been staring and had my mouth gaping open, since he simply started laughing.

"Where's Steve," he cracked. "Do not tell me he went on one more three day bender?"

"Steve had a scheduling conflict and..."

"Yeah, yeah," JD interrupted me, "he scheduled one to many bars the night before and that conflicted with his sobriety! You do not need to cover for his dead ass. OK, lets go to the limo," JD pronounced as he set off toward the exit, "Which is your name again?"

"Katie," I responded, "and why are we directing to the limo Mr. Williams?"

"So, it is like this Katie," JD paused, "Steve and I've this tradition. He is always gets the last interview and we do it back at my pad. He typically brings the beer though, you received the beer Katie?"

"Uh, not exactly," I stammered, "you see my editor pronounced..."

"Just kidding Katie," JD giggled, "I think there maybe a couple left from the last time Steve came over. You received to lighten up some girl."

So before I knew it, there I was in the back of a big black limo sitting next to JD Williams. So damn he was big. He towered over me even more sitting down.

"You drive," I asked somewhat lamely?

"Yup," JD smiled, "However, the university insists on this limo thing. I guess they think it will help keep me out of problem. At least I do not get any DWI's."

"And I did not understand you were also an Academic All American at the time of the last two years in school," I stated a little more boldly.

"Yeah, well I did ok," pronounced JD, "However, probably not that good. You see, I promised myself many years past that if I had the opportunity to make big money, I wouldn't end up like most of the brothers who are flat broke the year after they leave expert sports. Hell, last year at the time of the NBA strike, most of the nigga's were broke after their 1-st week with no paycheck. So these guys were pulling down $5 million a year - that sad."

"And after one year of majoring in African studies, which is short for 'getting the brothas thru school without will class', I switched my major to Finance and Economics. Pissed off the coaches, yet I knew I required to realize money to manage wealth effectively.

"However, why do not you think you deserve to be an Academic All American JD," I questioned.

JD pronounced, "So, most of the Profs were surprised beyond belief that a star black athlete was even showing up for class, let alone majoring in finance. So I attended every day, turned in every assignment, participated in the discussions, the whole nine yards. However, trust me, I saw the work others were doing and mine did not compare. Quite frankly, mine was probably C, C+ material tops. But, I think I exceeded their expectations that much, that's what earned me the grades. Bottom line, I made sure I learned what I required to know and how to manage wealth."

Limo pulled over and stopped before a two story hillside home, looking out over a deep ravine. It looked very sweet. JD saw that I was surprised.

"Yoo, it comes with the turf babe," JD smiled. "Wait till you see the inside."

We went inside and it was, as JD pronounced, very sweet. Center corridor opened up to a large great room with a glass wall along the back of the room and a stone fire place in the center.

"Have a seat on the sofa," JD pronounced, "I'll grab you a beer."

"I do not know if I should," I pronounced meekly as I sat on the sofa.

"Do not worry," JD giggled as he went into the kitchen, "I will not tell Steve you hit his stash!" He returned in the room smiling with two MGDs.

"Go ahead and make yourself at home Katie, I am will jump outta this tux and into something a little more comfortable," JD pronounced as he set off across the room and disappeared down a corridor.

I took a big gulp of the beer. It tasted good. I do not drink very often, yet I was starting to feel a little nervous. Can be the beer will help relax me. After I took a 2-nd big gulp, I fumbled thru my notes.

I couldn't tell if the nervousness was from worrying about the interview or expectation of something else. After finishing my beer, I concluded it was not the interview that I was concerned about. It was the sexual tension I was beginning to sense. Looking back, I think it started in the limo. It must have been a combination of JD putting me at ease along with his sheer physical presence.

JD startled me as he re-entered the room and I dropped my notes. I absolutely fumbled around trying to pick them up; I am sure it was since JD had only a pair of boxers on as he came into the room. So my God, he was built.....

His chest looked like it was carved from granite and there wasn't an ounce of fat anywhere on his body as he gracefully moved across the room. He stopped before me, looking down, smiling.

I finally felt my notes on the floor and picked them up, yet I never really took my eyes off of JD's magnificent body. So he continued to smile and gaze at me.

After what seemed to be a very long pause, JD, still smiling pronounced, "Katie, the strap on your dress has slipped off your shoulder and you maybe showing a little over you intend to."

I glanced down and to my shock the strap of my dress had slipped off my shoulder and both of my teats were exposed over top of my dress. They must have been out the whole time I was trying to pick up my notes. I took a deep breath, looked back up at JD and then slowly pulled my dress strap back up on my shoulder. I was trying to cover my embarrassment with being cool about it. Not sure if I was really able to pull that off though.

JD smiled and slowly reached down to pick up my empty beer. As he set off back to the kitchen to get one more round of drinks he pronounced, "Katie, if it makes you feel better, I did not see anything. However, if I would have seen anything, I would have told you how totally pretty your boobs are."

"Thanks," I managed to sputter out just above a whisper, plenty for the 2-nd comment than the 1-st, I thought.

JD returned with two beers for us. He sat on the sofa next to me. His presence was so large it was nearly, no not nearly, it was surreal.

"Uh, your next, uh, next draft, I mean next combine....," I was stuttering badly as I tried to shape an interview question. Sexual tension I was feeling was intense and I was having difficulty concentrating on just asking a simple question.

JD looked at me and calmly pronounced, "Lets take a break Katie."

"Sure," I chirped while taking one more big gulp of my beer.

JD rose off the sofa and took me by my hand. He led me over to the glass doors overlooking a large deck.

"That is the nicest hot tub in Columbus, right there Katie," JD smiled pointing to the large steaming tub against the backdrop of trees and falling snow. "It is starting to snow and the moon is full, it does not get any nicer than this Katie."

With that JD opened the glass door and with his back to me, slipped off his boxers and set off toward the recessed hot tub. His physique was unbelievable. His back was rippled with muscles. His legs were solid masses of muscle. So his ass was very striking thing I've ever seen. He slowly walked toward the hot tub. I watched, mesmerized, as he glided over to the tub. He slowly disappeared as he stepped down into the steamy water.

I sat down in a chair next to the glass doors, sucked up my breath and slipped my dress over my head.

Things were moving that rapidly, I felt as if I was spinning out of control as I sat topless less than 20 feet away from JD.

I like staying in control, so this wasn't a sweet feeling. However, my physical attraction to this man was overwhelming my senses. So my wish to maintain control was rapidly loosing ground to my own physical wish.

I heard JD call out from the just beyond the still open glass doors, "Water feels great Katie, you need to come in."

"JD, I really do not have anything to wear out to the tub," I called back.

"Yoo Katie, it isn't like I haven't seen your boobs already and from what I saw, they were way also pretty to keep covered anyways. From now on get at this place before I return in and drag you at this place."

My top was off and I started to go out but sat back down on the sofa instead. I was nearly breathless with expectation of what may be happening. After pausing for a moment, I took one more deep breath and pulled my thong off as well.

Another deep breath I thought and I am going for it. At that moment I looked up and saw JD standing in the doorway staring at me, with just a towel around his mid section. Speechless, I simply laid back on the sofa and admired very unbelievable physical specimen I've ever seen.

Feeling and the moment was apparently being shared by JD as well.

"You're very pretty lady I've ever seen Katie," JD pronounced barely above a whisper. "Totally and completely stunning," he repeated.

We stared at each other in mutual admiration, lust and expectation for a few poignant moments.

JD came over and gently picked me up off the sofa. I literally felt lost in his grasp of his large hands and arms as he carried me outside. Snow was coming down heavier now but I might not feel the cold at all. I felt safe and muggy all over in JDs big arms as I closed my eyes and nuzzled against his massive chest.

Next thing I felt was the hot steam escaping the water as we entered the hot tub. JD sat me on one of the seats in the tub and he sat directly before me. Water came up to just under my boobs and it felt wonderful.

"Ok Katie, another question and then we're done with the interview for this evening. Fire away."

"JD Williams, why do they call you 'Freak'," I asked, proud that at least I remembered one of my questions and still had enough composure to deliver it with some gusto.

JD giggled out loud. "Two reasons Katie, one football related, one not. In football, I basically run most of my sets as a wide receiver, not a tight end. That makes me a 6'9" 270 pound WR and more often than not, I being covered by some one who is about 5'9". I am way also strong for them to check me at the line, far also tall for them to cover and flat out also fast for them to stick with. So in football terms, that makes me a 'Freak'. "

"Makes sense," I responded, "So, JD, "

"I am not sure you are on the point of the other reason they call me 'Freak' Katie," JD pronounced with a sly smile.

"Yoo, I am a big girl JD, I may handle it ...Come on, tell me," I pleaded.

JD smiled at me for several more moments and then he slowly stood up and positioned himself directly before me.

Dangling before my eyes was what had to be the largest dick in the world. It was shiny black, the moon light glistening off the water that beaded across the surface of his skin. It had to be over a foot long and it had the circumference of a damn coke may. Jesus, it was longer and thicker than my forearm!

I looked up at JD and asked sheepishly "Oh my gawd," I stuttered, "may I.....may I touch it?"

JD had a very honest smile and gently pronounced, "Totally Katie. that now," he pronounced softly, "You know the other reason they call me 'Freak'."

I wrapped my hand around the shiny slick shaft of JD's dick. It was so stout that my fingers did not touch. I might feel his dick begin to move about and pulsate as I touched it and ran my hand along his shaft. Incredibly, it was starting to get longer, thicker and more erect right before my eyes.

Touching excitement and feeling his enormous dick was unbelievable as it grew even bigger. I squeezed and stroked JD's dick and it jumped and gyrated among my grasp. I leaned toward JD and gently guided his large dick to my mouth. My God, I thought, I'll never get that in my mouth - but I had to try.

My mouth might barely stretch over the bulbous head of his dick that I swear was the size of a tiny black fist. As it finally slid into my mouth, I circled his head with my tongue and stroked his shaft with both my hands. JD softly grasped my head and moved it in rhythm with his hips as he slowly pushed his dick in and pulled out of my eager mouth.

JD was rock hard now. Power his dick exuded was unbelievable and I was absolutely mesmerized as it slid in and out of my mouth. JD moved one of his hands down to my boobs and began to caress me. His hand literally covered both of my boobs.

"Your teats are pretty Katie," JD pronounced, "They are the pinkest teats I've ever seen."

I would thanked him for the compliment, yet I really couldn't say anything with my mouth full.

He slipped his hands under my arms and slowly lifted me up, out of the water. I placed my arms around his bull neck and wrapped my legs around his waist as he pulled me toward him. I was being supported by the long shaft of his rigid dick between my legs and JD had moved both his large hands and had them cupped under my ass for additional stability.

JD slowly moved my ass up and down the length of his hard dick, rubbing my vagina back and forth across the entire length of his shaft. My vagina was dripping wet, a result of being in the hot tub and of my sexual wish being absolutely out of control and it slid easily back and forth across JDs throbbing dick.

I looked JD in the eyes and gave his a soft sexy kiss. He had the softest lips I've ever kissed. My mouth just seemed to melt into his. I let my tongue dart between his soft lips and I playfully caressed his tongue. Next think I knew, my mouth was filled with JD's tongue. Like his dick, it was rather large and it filled my mouth as I sucked on it.

"Let us go back inside Katie, I want to fuck you bad," JD pronounced.

I think I managed a make a sound reasonably close to a yes and JD stepped out of the hot tub, with me still draped around his body and carried me into the house. My arms were still wrapped around his neck, my legs wrapped around his waist and my head was buried in the warmth and safety of his chest as we moved thru the living room to his bedroom.

JD laid me down on the king size bed and gazed at me as he went over to the master bath. He returned with towels.

"Here striking, dry your self off some," JD pronounced.

JD stood except the bed drying his magnificent body. I never took my eyes off his still bulging dick. Satisfied that he was sufficiently dry, JD slid in except me on the bed and we began kissing again.

He rolled over on top of me. It was nearly frightening to have someone that large on top of you. JD must sensed my fear as he paused and pronounced, "Do not worry Katie, I'll be gentle."

So then JD slid his dick down and then back up across my still soaking wet vagina. He slowly repeated the motion up and down, up and down, sending shivers thru my body. JD continued this for the next 5 minutes while kissing me softly and sweetly.

Each that often, JD would launch to gently push the head of his dick into my vagina and then he would pull it out and go back to rubbing his shaft up and down between my legs. Each time he did this my expectation grew and I might feel myself building toward an come.

I came two, can be three times at the time of this foreplay. It was unbelievable and he had not really put his dick in me yet.

However, now, with each pass up and down his shaft JD would stop and push the head of his dick a little deeper into me. Actually, even though my vagina was soaking wet, he was still meeting many of resistance. No doubt a result of his extra large dick and my very tight vagina. Something was will must give.

Eventually JD was able to work the head of his dick completely into my vagina. Actually, even at that point, I felt filled. He started moving the head of his dick in and out a little quicker. It felt that good.

However, I was not prepared for what happened next. JD thrust hard and about half his dick made it into my vagina and he pulled it out just as rapidly. Actually, even though it was a quick move that lasted no over several seconds, it literally took my breath away as I let out a loud gasp.

"OH FUCK, JD, oh God you're that enormous," I gasped.

So before I might say anything else, JD thrust again, a little harder and a little deeper. So then again, harder and deeper and again..... My eyes rolled back into my head as the intensity of the pleasure and pain was causing me to nearly pass out.

JD was now fucking me hard, even though he was only able to get about half his dick into my vagina. Bed was rocking hard against the wall and I swear the walls seemed to be moving, hell the whole room seemed to be spinning. I was breathless and really was just holding on to him same tight as I might, screaming now with each savage thrust of his muscular 270 pound frame and his pulsating dick.


"Katie," JD pronounced between thrusts, "Your vagina is that tight, so damn tight, it feels great wrapped around my dick."

I think I managed to grunt a barely audible affirmative sound. I couldn't really form sentences in between my gasps and screams as JD's dick pushed into parts of my vagina that had never been reached before.

I was having come after come, each seemingly a little larger and stronger than the last. I was cumming so much that my vagina was soaked in my own juices and a large wet spot was forming on the bed under my ass.

Sight of JD's dick ramming into my hot pink vagina was intense, yet the squishing sound of my vagina juices being pushed in and pulled out was just unbelievable.

I was literally on the verge of blacking out from the intensity when JD rolled me over and mounted me from behind doggy style. My arms and legs were so weak from the frantic fucking that I might barely hold up my 105 pound frame.

JD sensed that I was hanging from a thread and he slowed his strokes as he slowly pushed his massive throbbing dick into my soaking wet vagina. He was moving slower, yet now with longer and deeper strokes. Among minutes I was absolutely cumic again, experiencing one monster come right after one more.

JD was working his dick deeper and deeper into my tight vagina. With every piercing stroke I would find myself literally gasping for air. It was as if he was pushing the air out of my lungs with each pounding stroke of his massive dick.

My arms were so shaky and weak they finally gave out and my head fell into the fluffy pillow as JD continued to pound my vagina, driving deeper and deeper. His thrusts were now driving my whole body deeper into the pillow as he started fucking faster and harder. My eyes were rolled completely back in my head and I felt lightheaded. I had no idea that sex might be like this, none at all. Mingling of pain and pleasure had me in a state of arousal indescribable.

JD's whole dick now disappeared into my vagina with each massive stroke in and he was pulling his monster dick nearly completely out before thrusting powerfully back in. My juices were flying out of my vagina with each piercing stroke. I might feel my juices splash over my ass and my legs as it squirted out.

"Holy shit Katie, you're coming like a freight train," JD shouted. "Damn girl," JD pronounced with obvious pride, "you're making a lake on my bed."

Sure enough, under our sweaty bodies there was a puddle of my vagina juice that had squirted out at the time of my many intense cums.

JD was a machine, he had fucked me furiously and non-stop for over an hour in every imaginable position. My cums were so intense that I in fact started to black out shortly as I came. Both of us were drenched in combination of our sweat and the juices which were flowing freely from my vagina.

My vagina was stretched beyond what I might ever imagine possible. As JD pulled his pounding dick out of my vagina with an audible pop, I might only imagine how wide my vagina must be gaping.

JD positioned himself back in the missionary position and started fucking harder than he had all night.

"Katie, I am getting close, I am directing to come hard," JD pronounced deeply. "May I come on your face Katie?"

"Oh God yes, JD," I panted.

I desired to tell him how much I desired to suck every drop of his come, yet JD was fucking me so intensely that I couldn't even talk. His muscular 270 pound frame was slamming me with such force that his King size bed was moving across the room.

All of a sudden I had my biggest come yet. I found myself screaming hysterically as I tried to match his massive thrusts with my small 105 pound frame while every nerve in my body was exploding with tingling sensations.

JD pulled his monstrous, throbbing dick out of my vagina and scooted up till he was straddling my face. His dick was looming directly before my face. It was very pretty thing I had ever seen. It was engorged with blood and I might see it throbbing. It was slick and shiny with my juices coating the entire incredible length

I might see some of his juices had already starting to seep out of his dick. I gently took my tongue and licked the 1-st few drops and then slid and swirled my tongue around the enormous head of his dick.

As JD stroked his enormous dick he grasped the back of head pulled me closer. I might hear his breathing getting more rapid and I opened my mouth in eager expectation of his climax.

"Oh Katie," screamed JD, "I am cumming, I am cumming hard," as he ran his big hand up and down the massive shaft.

JD exploded into my wide open mouth. 1st shot was so strong that it stung as it hit the back of my mouth. His 2-nd and 3-rd shots were equally strong and my mouth rapidly filled with his come. Next shot I felt across my cheek, followed by shots off my forehead, the side of my nose and again on my cheek. There was so much come in my mouth that it was flowing out of both sides same well as down my throat.

JD shoved his still squirting dick back into my mouth and I sucked same vigorously as I might on the enormous head. I desired to suck every drop of come from his pretty dick.

"Katie, I can't tell you how pretty you look sucking my dick with my come all over your face."

JD pulled his dick slowly out of my mouth. I wrapped both of my hands around his dick and held his head above my mouth. I licked off copious amounts of come that remained around his head and was still seeping from the tip of his dick. I licked and sucked and swallowed every drop of his juice that I might find on his magnificent tool.

JD rolled over and smiled.

"Katie, I think you need a shower girl," he softly pronounced.

"Yes, yet I do not think I may walk JD," I pronounced, "and I am not just saying that."

JD picked me up from the bed and carried me into the shower. I was able to stand, barely and he turned on the shower for me.

He didn't leave. He stood and watched me shower. We stared intently at each other as I soaped up my body, realizing that what we experienced that evening was a special time for us, both.

"Katie," JD pronounced haltingly, "Would you come to Chicago with me for the NFL draft next week?"

It was the 1-st time I heard anything but absolute confidence in his voice.

I smiled at JD, yet paused before responding. Sometime you should not have 270 pounds of muscle to be powerful. So at that moment, I sensed that it was I who had all of the power....

Coming next.... NFL Draft