“Sure you don’t wanna give me some of that mojo?” she asked.“I can’t babe, seriously. Coach says-”“Does coach get to play with these?”...she asked, cupping her large breasts and giving them a playful jiggle.“He says there’s a lot of science behind it,” I insisted. She reached behind her wide hips and pulled out two pairs of fuzzy pink handcuffs.“I got theeese,” she teased, swinging them back and forth.“You’re killing me right now.”“You really can’t? The game isn’t for a couple days, don’t you. I whimpered as her fingers swirled inside me, the rest of her hand brushing against my outer lips and teasing my clit. My body was hanging from her other arm circling my waist. My legs were ready to fail any second, and my head fell back as I surrendered to the feelings rising through me. With her fingers still moving inside me Stacey started taking baby steps backward, toward the couch she'd been sitting on. My pussy didn't want to let her fingers go, so I had no choice but to make my feet. I hated women's dress uniforms.The guys carried me back to the base where I had another meeting scheduled with Drs Rich and Moore. We talked three hours about everything, how I felt, my expectations, what I was going to do. They were amazed at how relaxed I looked. If they only knew!They were interested if I was going to re-enlist. I said, "No, not even if I got another promotion." I had been in the sandbox too long. We will always be at war in the sandbox. They agreed and gave me a list of. Her round, full breasts were practically bursting out; her nipples were clearly hardening. She wiggled over to him put her warm, soft hand between his legs. She could feel him getting hard.“Well,” he slowly began, “let’s just say we’re going to a place we’ve talked about going, but have never been to.” “And where might that be?” she whispered, wrapping her smooth, slender arm around his neck and licking his lips with the tip of her tongue. Jack began kissing her, and then pulled away slightly..