But what could I do to inspire the team? I was just a middle-aged guy. I was still in pretty good shape, but how, in a very short time, could I establ...sh credibility with these girls? Like any good coach, I needed them to think I was working hard than they were. There were two practices before the overnight trip to the big meet. I got to the pool a half-hour before the first practice. I changed into a Speedo, yes a Speedo, and set the automatic lap counter to begin counting at forty-five. I. He would just wave. He liked to suck my tits as he fingered my cunt and he would do this a long time till his fingers would be covered with my cream. Then he would eat my cunt and suck it clean before he would give me every inch of that huge horse sized cock. He was so long and thick it was freaky. After he fucked me he liked to suck the cum out of my cunt. I liked that too as it felt good to have his tongue in my hole after that huge dick. He was not only huge but he fucked hard and rough. And. The official PE kit forinside games was black shorts and white T-Shirt for the boys and blue gymknickers and white T-Shirt for the girls. By the 5th year, this was largelyignored. I was wearing my long sleeved red and white rugby shirt, Gail hadadded her netball skirt to her ensemble, but the twins were both correctlyattired in just their gym knickers and white T-Shirt. I should mention just howun-identical Claire and Libby were. Claire was the oldest by 10 minutes orsomething, but you would. Her hand gently stroked around the juicy labia fondling every wrinkle as if it was the last time she would be there. It was Alice who first reached the uppermost fold hooding that delicate creature that when properly stimulated could raise a woman to heights no man could imagine. The electricity flashed through them as they writhed and squirmed and moaned in unison under the exquisite instinctive, yet caring touch of each other. Their own desires reflected in their own actions. Each mirroring.