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Samson took the snap, dropping back five steps. One, two, the wide receivers still weren't open. The defensive end for the purple and orange team on the other side beat the offensive tackle with a vicious swim move, and Samson drifted out of the pocket. He took one step, getting close to the line of scrimmage, and then set his feet, tossing the ball effortlessly for a forty yard completion to LaJarius, his favorite wide receiver. They weren't going to the playoffs this year, but they beat their rivals. Maybe they'd get a nice bowl, a trip to New Orleans or Los Angeles.
He strutted off to the sideline after a walk off win, taking in the adulation of the fans and the teammates. But the very pregnant Brooke was his favorite fan of all, and he picked her up gingerly into his arms.
"Are you going pro, Samson?" a reporter asked. Samson smiled broadly, kissing his white prize deeply.
"Hell yes," he said. But first, he was going to fuck Brooke like he'd never fucked her before.
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