Her sweet brown eyes were locked on mine, and like a dream, I felt her lips touch mine as those eyes closed before me. Almost like someone else was co...trolling me, I felt my arms rise up to her back and hold her as our lips gently touched. Her mouth opening slightly, then closing on my lips, not her tongue, just her lips, once, twice, three times, four. My mouth started moving in time with hers, and I slid my tongue just far enough to trace the contours of her warm, moist lips for a moment,. As I climbed the stairs I heard someone in the bathroom, someone unmistakenly moaning. Maz must have been feeling secure as the door was ajar. I could see her sat on the toilet, her feet up on the bath side. On one leg hung her lacy white panties. In between her legs and well shoved up her pussy was a large black dildo. The said dildo was wetly going in and out of her red pussy, the one I'd been so close to on holiday and was buzzing away like a hive of bees. Maz's eyes were closed and her. Her body twitched uncontrollably. She had fun and was exhausted. I gave her a glass of water as I stroked my cock. I was half way when she told me to pick another toy she can play with. I got the bag of goodies on the bed and leaned towards her. She grabs my little cock and starts to suck it. I told her she must be gentle or I might cum prematurely (a problem I have been having more recently).I asked her what's up and why she got so horny. We both agreed to the fact that seeing other naked. . that..." angrily said Coach. She couldn't bring herself to say the words she wanted to call him. "Come on. The girls are all in the gymnastics room. You can change in here."She led me to the middle section where all her girls changed and she had me take an empty locker at the end which was near the showers.It was eerie changing by myself in the quiet girls' locker room. I was frustrated at my life and angry at Matt and at Coach Johnson. I spotted Tiffany's name on a locker. I caressed the.