Both wore short denim skirts. Sara tits practically busted out of her college T-shirt. Michelle had somewhat smaller boobs. She had been shopping. She...had on a T-shirt with the name of the city where the meet had been held. I invited the girls in. Michelle spoke first, “We just wanted to come by and thank you for being such a good coach.” She planted a kiss on my cheek. Sara then spoke, “No, we really want to thank you.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me full on the lips.. "So ... you three have a good time too?" I asked telling her in an instant that I certainly had, getting a look almost immediately that she heard distinctly what I'd just said in informing her what was already obvious."No ... not really. I wasn't really in the mood myself, though Michelle and Susan sure where. They went at one another like a pair of randy minks," she finished waiting for my reaction."That's too bad ... why not?" I then asked taking a sip of my juice."It's kind of fun, in a. A. on the 6 AM early flight, spending Wednesday and Thursday nights in L.A. before heading back just after lunchtime on Friday, getting me back in Miami around nine-thirty on Friday night.While I was in L.A., aside from working, Jill split her time between Callan and Malcolm. Wednesday nights stayed as one of Jill’s ‘Malcolm nights’, but with me now away on Thursday nights, instead of being in our family home Jill spent Thursday night sleeping over at Callan’s.When we’d gradually morphed into. She was drooling a little, too, and not knowing or caring about it. The woman was out of her mind. I don't know what it feels like to be a woman, getting fucked like that animal was fucking her, and I don't want to." The cap on it was when the animal shot his wad into her. He got wild and was fucking her so hard I thought she'd get ruptured. She was having that pole all the way in, having it shoved in with a couple hundred pounds of impact." She was helpless, like a worm taking a hook. Except.