“Squeeze your abs,” he says in answer. “Now, spread your legs…”I giggle.“Shh! Stay focused.”“I’m trying to!” I protest, “But my ...erverted trainer keeps taking off my clothes and feeling me up!”He laughs and adjusts my position slightly, reminding me to keep my core strong while I ease open my legs.“Very nice,” he murmurs. And I’m not sure if he’s complimenting me on my form, or if he’s commenting on the view of me lying on my back in a shoulder stand with my legs spread above my head.I slowly. Eventually, rather than quick strokes, I was pushing in & out of her slowly/deeply, when I felt "That Moment" where I could hold back the tidal wave any more.....Four, five, six or perhaps seven big throbs in the tip of my dick & I must have unloaded a torrent of sticky cum into her lovely warm wet & thoroughly welcoming cunt. I can still remember how good it felt to have had shot my load into a girl without a rubber for the first time. Eventually we gathered ourselves up & I could've stayed. We were coming back from a piece on women’s rights. She was quiet, withdrawn, and had been for several days. “What’s going on, Jen?”She roused herself, looking confused. “What?”“You’ve been ... off, for several days now. You’ve got something heavy weighing on you. Want to share? Maybe I can help.”I knew she shared a large apartment with two friends, the sweet Lindsey and the insufferable Jasmine. I’d met both when Jen brought them in for a tour of the station, even got them seats for the midday. A circle of girls sat and watched. Women in Safi stood and stared intently from around them. Dulia stood by the wall with a bloody nose. Looking closely, Kaarthen could see he kept his hands flat. Augussi stood squared up to him. She held her blades in an underhanded grip with her front hand, and a modified grip with her fingers up the blade past the hilt in back. Her style was efficient, she thrust and feinted with her back hand, and the front hand covered with swipes and slashes. .