Her hands traversed Her oiled up body - breasts, hips, loins, sex, back up to caress Her breasts again. Unhurriedly pleasuring herself. Measuring and ...njoying the moment. Knowing, soon, she would have what she craved, what She yearned for, inside her. Drawing out the delicious tension that She had so wantonly created – created for the pure enjoyment of herself. Revelling in the angst, the fear, the burning desire, that She knew my Rival and I must now be feeling.She turned and looked at each of. He gave me a task of getting her autograph, I chimed in, “let me guess, you’ll probably beat off to it?” to which he replied, “oh hell yes”. We traded a few more jokes, then she chimed in with free tickets for the guy. After the show, he knew I was joking with him! The day before the gala was her guest referee gig while I watched on in amazement! After the match, I was escorted the backstage area where I met her with some flowers. She was a hugger like her motto was, but I tried to hide my. I pulled my finger out and pushed it in again, a little faster and deeper. Her chest raised up and she started to pant. I dragged my finger over her clit and she twisted, thrashing from the intensity of her pleasure. I removed my finger and moved up to kiss her. She thought I was ready for intercourse and tried to shift under me. I kissed, then started to moved down her body. I kissed her nipples again, sucking on each one for a few seconds. I kissed her belly, then her hips and thighs, down to. “Feels nice, it seems to fit perfectly in my hand.” He laughed.“I wish it was a little bigger, like yours.” He said as I stroked his hard little cock.“No, this is a nice size,” I said. “And I ain’t that much bigger.” I let go of his cock and stepped closer so that our cock were touching side by side. The tip of my cock was touching his belly just above his cock and his was about an inch shy of touching me. I stepped back and saw my cock had left a little wet spot of my pre cum on his tummy. I.