Everyone was patting him and congratulating him for winning the game. I waited my turn as I saw that everyone wanted to see and talk to him. I was so ...roud of him so amazed what he had done, how he brought the team back. Finally I got my chance and made my way to Scott. I threw my arms around his neck and pushed up on my tip toes to give him a kiss. . . . I was stunned as Scott pushed me away. He starred at me with a look in his eyes I had never seen before. He then began a tirade, Get the. I could feel her wetness on my leg, and my cock throbbed.As my gorgeous step mother stood, she looked down at the leg she had been masturbating against. The entire thigh area of my pant leg was soaked. Terri coyly bit her lit looking up at me as if embarrassed that she had made a mess. But then she ran her finger across the wet stain she had left and brought the finger to her lips. I gasped at the sexy site and then she did the same for me, wetting her finger on my jeans, and then sliding her. "There... I... I came for you. Can I go now? Is it over," Mark asks still jerking his spent and sensitive dick afraid to piss off Triple B if he stopped playing with it? "Oh. Ow. Ow. Ouch," the white teen boy cries as he plays with his still erect and highly super sensitive dick in front of them. His pleas go unaswered, Mark stops masturbating, and gets up awkwardly like a newborn deer. The white youth's body is slick with sweat and man-teen-boy cum."DeShawn, do your thing and clean up white. ’ ‘Okay. See you then.’ They gave each other a final peck on the lips, and then Jasmine got in her car and drove home. Jasmine really did want to visit Deon’s place, but she was fine with having him come over to her place too, she supposed. She’d just have to dig in those old boxes in the closet and pull out one of her mom’s old cookbooks for a recipe that would go straight to his heart. Monday morning, Jasmine woke up with a vengeance. She was feeling energized and up to the day ahead. She had.