I reached her round breasts. I massaged her perky tits as we whimpered into her kiss, the coach pleasing us both: my cock and Briana’s pussy.I shudd...red, slamming hard into Coach Clarkson. I buried into her cunt over and over, reveling in the silky grip of her twat around my dick. The pleasure surged through me. This heady rush that built and built my orgasm. I came closer and closer to my eruption. To that wonderful moment when I would spurt all my jizz into the coach’s cunt.I pumped away hard. But isn't... it just as, ugh, simple as... getting some of that Extenze stuff?" I was stuttering, losing concentration with his fingers still pushing in and out of my ass. He had picked up the pace a bit."Hah, no you don't want that stuff. None of it works, well, at least not with any consistency. The best method I have found is a combination of hormonal therapy and physical therapy. We will start you on the physical therapy right away. In fact, that is what we are doing right now. Your. As we explored each other’s tongues and mouths, I opened my bare legs slightly, as I felt his quivering hand slide up my skirt. He lightly toyed with my pulsing clit, and he probed my pussy deeper and deeper, as my girl juices began to flow, lubricating my passage. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing against my ass cheeks, and I moved my ass all over his lap it in response. Uncle Clyde stood me up, and followed suit. He turned me around and bent me over, placing my hands flat on the seat. I sat down on the ground by Bailey. ‘Do you like board games?’ she asked me with that sweet smile. ‘Yea.’ I replied. The years past and Bailey and I became best friends about a day after I moved there, but in high school I started to like her. By like I mean I wanted to hold her and kiss her, and in my pervy teenage mind I wanted to fuck her. When I turned eighteen she slept over at my house, since we’d been best friends since I was ten so they didn’t mind. She was about two months older than.