”Just then the rest of the team started to arrive. The girl pointed to Ana and said, “After practice. One hour. Be here.”Ana nodded and went to ...he locker room, where she changed into gym shorts and a tank top. She grabbed a ball and went out to the outdoor court to shoot a little more, arriving back in the gym in time to watch the last few minutes of practice. Number 23 was the point guard on the team, and she was a real player, no doubt about that; she was quick, could handle the ball, was a. Tears of joy soon turned to weeping sadness as more and more of the women learned that their own menfolk had not, and would not, ever return.Soon, the party turned into a mournful wake, for our four hundred and sixty four dead friends, companions, brothers, fathers, husbands and lovers.The luck of survival had mostly favored the mature lads who had gone off to war while in their late teens or early twenties. They were stronger and much more fit than us schoolboys, or the older mature soldiers. So, where the fuck was he? Surely he’d be here soon. No need to worry. Just go with the flow,’ she’d told herself. ‘He wouldn’t let things get out of control like he did with Juan, would he?’ Cooler air around her upper thigh brought her back to the heated reality at hand. Beth gasped as Kris opened the clip on her right hip. The material dangling down in much the same manner as her tie-up bikini bottoms had with Juan. Kris placed his hand inside the material of her panties, stoking her pussy. With both of my hands on her boobs, I gone further down. I kissed her abdomen. She was shivering. I slowly smelled the aroma in her Pubic area. She was uncontrollable. She opened her eyes. She asked me to stand. I stood up. She started to undress me. In minutes she did it. I was nude with my tool thronging. She held it in her hand and started to massage it. I felt like cumming. She said to wait for some more time. She left my tool and asked me to finger fuck her. After a minute or so, she said.