Let’s see them. The truth is, I don’t trust the bucket our cheering overlords provided for this purpose. I feel so useless when I’m not drinking. Get out. “So, is she ready to start training? Medium Tits brings the rim to her lips, the repulsive content kissing her closed lips repeatedly like the tide, but she cannot convince her mouth to open. The ewwws of the uniformed cheerleaders echo in the showers. The warmth of the piss down my esophagus is a blessing for once. Sure, the training is grueling, but being a field urinal is a breeze! I cradle the penis with my mouth while the player finishes and suck the urethra dry before giving it a good sponge bath with my tongue. I’m trying my best here. Is that it? “Sorry…” is all I can think to say to the small-tittied girl still in a vicious dry heaving cycle as I steal her bucket to slurp the top layer on all four like a bitch.
