I know what this gesture means.With trembling fingers, I unbutton my shorts, sliding them back down my legs, stepping out of them. My hands raise my t...shirt over my head. While fumbling, my fingers unhook my bra, and I watch it fall before me. My hands glide my thong down to top off the pile of clothes on the floor.I go to him.The soft mattress cradles his hard body. His position tells me what he wants. Anticipation overtakes me. I crawl towards him on the bed and get into position. Carefully,. The black man smiled and stepped out of all his clothes. Then he walked around the table and made the arrangement with the Viking. The Viking pulled out of the Girl’s ass and returned to the pussy. He leant forward and picked her up by the shoulders as were she just a doll. Her legs pointed in the air, locked between her own and the Viking torso. In that standing position he could actually fit in all the way. The black man went behind her.What happened next was painful. The Girl screamed, and. I wasn’t quite as sharp with my irons but ended with a seventy on the par seventy-one course. My score was the tournament best, but our team score was six over the host, home team. Fred and the other players were ecstatic, even though I was disappointed. We were going to have to get better as a team.We drove home that night, arriving on campus about two in the morning. The girls had gone home, so I slept a little late before going to breakfast. Trish came in just as I was finishing. She was. "Get on your hands and knees," Coach Ryan said watching us. I got on my hands and knees. Coach Ryan got into a dresser drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. He squirted some on to my ass and I moaned at how cold it felt. He smeared it around my asshole and stuck one of his fingers in and started fucking my ass."Arh!!" I cried out as I felt his finger stretching my ass. He added another finger and I moaned even louder. He took his fingers out of my ass and nodded at Chris. Chris grabbed the.