Greg was expecting it and had braced himself. Her cock went in until their sacks met. She pulled back until her glans reached the sphincter, but then ...hoved her shaft all the way in again. She pumped as fast and as deep as she could until she neared cumming. Her own moaning and grunting increased, echoing off the tile in the bathroom, giving an illusion of several people all getting ready to cum. Finally, she shoved her cock in one more time, erupting at full penetration. Like Greg, she felt. Four jets and four quick swallows had me ready for more. We had a rhythm of pump - shoot - swallow that I could have kept up until I was full, but the jets stopped and he was just oozing now. I was able to taste this much better, and I knew he had eaten his pineapple last night.We had read that pineapple made semen taste sweeter and more pleasant. Well, it was true! So whenever we planned an alone moment, he loaded up with the Hawaiian fruit.He had stopped thrusting to my mouth and was letting. I don't know her last name. She came out to Vegas for the stagette. She is a wild girl. Kind of gross." Jennie was about to click on the next picture when I stopped her. "Yeah?" I asked. "What do mean?" "The night this photo was taken, she fucked seven guys in the bathroom of the club in that same skanky dress." I balked, "What? How? You're lying!" Jennie stroked me through my pants. "Does that make you like her more, baby?" It did. "Just don't lie. Are you seriously telling the truth?" Nodding. “Well, Matthew—ya, I done you wrong—we was all pretty fucked up. I moped around for weeks thinking about it—and after you spent all the money on me, sponsoring me as you called it. I still got my cleats—they never even got dirty. And besides—what happened that night—that's up to your heart. As far as kicking me off the team—if you recall, you didn't do that. You cut me—the day before opening day” I raised an eyebrow, and pondered the moment. What he had said was true—I did in fact cut Maurice,.