We stand up. We bow to the judges, each other and the audience. We leave the mat. My only contest today was with Lucy, and so I win the competition. S...mehow, I think I know that I have already won everything I planned to today. We go to shower and get changed into our tracksuits, ready to collect our medals afterwards. I walk a little quicker to the showers than Lucy does, needing to be in there to soothe a slight injury. Due to there being a significant number more contestants in the other. See that it is finished on time and I might think about that promoting you instead of Shalini!” Soon Savita was on her way to the studio with the thick file in her hand. “Let’s see now…The photographer is the world famous Mr. Nick Jones and he’ll be here for only 2 days before he returns to the U.S.” she read out of his file.At The Studio.“Welcome to India, Mr. Jones!” said Savita and shook hands with the photographer. “Ahh no…Please call me Nick. I don’t want a beautiful woman like you to be. She tasted just like she did on some of those Saturdays when I came home from school and ate her out as soon as I saw her.It jolted my psyche, as I remembered her comment to me about having a ‘little woody’, and then realizing that she had been fucking other, big-cocked boys the whole time I was away at school. And my anger quickly turned into an unquenchable lust to suck every drop of Buck’s cum from her pussy, and I even licked up the cum that was running down her legs. Buck was sitting on. They both groaned, mastering their agony, driving it down with such stoic pride. I loved it. My body bucked and heaved, my pleasure peaking through me.And then I stumbled forward, needing more rapture.“Oh, my wonderful boys,” I groaned, falling to my knees behind them. I leaned down, licking at Henyak's balls, soothing them with my tongue. “So strong. For me.”“For you, Mistress,” groaned Henyak as my tongue climbed up to his burning ass. I ran over his welts, feeling them as I lapped at his.