I spent the time looking at her and thinking. The last few weeks had been some of the strangest of my life, but one thing had remained constant: my lo...e for Serena. The weight of my gaze made her look up and catch my eyes, for some reason she blushed and moaned gently then resumed staring at the floor. I leaned forward and captured her mouth with mine; soon it would be my turn to own her. I felt her lips open under mine and the surrender implicit in that simple action was intoxicating. I sat. ..................................................................I love sports. The thrill, the tension, the debauchery...... Lockersooms especially! love the musky smell of a worn jock, especially when nuzzling it with your face and lips, feeling the cock inside growing and thickening, trying to escape and plant firmly in your cocksucking mouth! And playtime does happen, too.... thinking of all the missed opportunities I'd had, waiting impatiently for a friend who was dawdling and shooting. “Ohhhh, yessss. It feels sooo good. Fuck me...do it... take me!!!” you beg. “Ohh Yes!!! Take meee!!” You feel his cock as it spreads you open. He is fucking you so hard. Again and again, he pounds into you. You hold onto the edge of the counter bracing against his thrusts. Your pussy starts to quiver as you feel your impending orgasm. You feel it build inside of you. It builds quickly as his thick cock stretches and pleases your sex until finally….. “Oh!YES!Ah!” you slap the counter as you. I found myself oddly wanting the thing inside me. My ass muscles relaxed to take it in as it applied pressure on my hole. Being drunk and stoned might have had something to do with it, but didn’t seem to hurt that much. She worked it in, turning it, twisting it as my hips grinded into it. As she pushed it in, I kept wanting it more and more. I could feel it up against my prostate and the vibrations were just too much for me. She touched the head of my cock to stick it in her mouth and I came.