We twisted and separated quickly, the oil preventing any firm grip.Again and again, we grabbed at each other twisting, turning, grasping at arms and l...gs. But neither of us could get the advantage. Jake seemed to enjoy jamming his cock into my face and each time he did so, all I could think of was that swollen, cum filled cock so close and I would let my tongue drift down his thick-veined shaft, savoring the taste of oil and sweat and man meat.For a half hour or more we grappled, our bodies. My thumb softly rubbing the soft pliant flesh of her inner thigh. My juices were flowing and my clit was getting hard and knowing that she had tingles from my kiss fueled my passions. I grabbed a fist full of hair at the back of her head and swung my body slightly sideways so I could pull her down on the bed and lay her on her back with me slightly over her. She let out a little surprised gasp and with out a word I lowered my head to kiss her while pulling her head back slightly by her hair. He certainly took his time with her too. The twice daily sessions often lasted an hour. He’d begin by stroking her butthole, adding lots and lots of lube with his finger, far more than was necessary, and then he would insert long surgical tubing. He started flushing her intestines from deep inside.The worst part was holding the enema in while Ricardo rolled her. With the tubing still inserted and her bowels full of water, Ricardo would roll her back and forth across the cylinder, forcing her. I also know he's much better today than he was four years ago. I'd love to play with him." After a brief pause Andy added, "I'd like to play with Chip Brinton too. He's a hell of a quarterback." Good," I responded. "Keep an open mind for Penn State. I don't know if you'd have any more time to get home at the other schools. Playing college football is incredibly time consuming." I got that impression watching you," Andy replied. "We'll talk more while you're home. I want to hear all about what.