He began to nibble at her breasts, sucking them harder into his mouth while she arched her body trying to get him to move his fingers against her clit... Her breathing grew ragged and she finally cried out, “Now damnit, don’t make me beg!” He slid his finger under the band of her panties and found her wet beyond belief. His fingers began slowly, softly caressing her pussy but never touching her clit. He pulled her panties off and spread her legs wider, but continued his slow tracing of her. Her flat stomach leading down to a slight mound above her lace clad vagina, which slightly bulged between the gap in her thighs. As she moved towards the bed she began speaking, “I have always wondered how a cop feels when he catches his prime suspect red handed”. She was beside the bed, reached over and placed a hand on the catch of my pants, I squirmed, my hands trapped, “Have you something to hide?” she asked, freeing my button.“Mom” I begged, but my pants were released. She moved to the end. Then he began telling us what the rules and etiquette were. We were to bow to the judges table whenever we entered the competition area. Bow to the referee before the match and to our opponent before the match began or restarted. We must break anytime the referee called it. No blows to the groin or throat. All competitors under the age of 21 must wear full protective gear any time we were on the floor.I would say it was standard but since I had never been in a tournament before I did not know. Making him cum hard. The younger guy pulled his filled rubber out as well. "Now!... Who wants my leprechaun juice?", joked Chris looking at the two bewildered guys. Christopher started to jerk off. Pointed the two men to their knees, and let them catch Chris's jizz on their tongues. Chris pulled up his pants and quickly went to the toilets to freshen up.When he was done the announcement came over the speakers that the ship was about to dock. This was a sign for Chris to get ready. And the.