She felt like she was rubbing her clit raw, but couldn’t stop, until finally she ran out of energy and fell onto his chest, gasping weakly for air.�...�I don’t believe this,” she panted. “This can’t be real.”“It’s very real,” he said, into her hair, stroking her back.“All that time,” she panted. “And you didn’t cum once.”“You don’t want to get pregnant,” he reminded her.She raised up, putting her forearms on his chest, and looking down into his blue eyes.“Why do I want to feel you cum in me, then?”. Sally just squared off, fists raised. Freddie smiled and laughed."Look at you, all tough."Sally ran at him again, this time both fists flailing, trying to get at his face. Freddie picked her up and held her close so she couldn't get a swing at him. He carried her over and put her back down onto the lounge where her day had started. He held her hands above her head and looked down at her body. The robe had fallen open. Damn, this girl was hot. All the right curves, just the right sizes, breasts. Upon being set free, my hard shaft sprang upward at an angle. I was, for all intents and purposes, totally naked. Looking up at me, he leaned forward, and teasingly licked up the underside of my cock to the tip. His tongue caressed my purple knob and probed my oozing slit. I gasped aloud, closed my eyes and then rotated my head back, the universal sign of complete sexual surrender. He immediately took my entire 6-inch length into his expert mouth, all the way until his nose was pressed against. So, bouncing all over and playing from only one side of the court, I had resigned myself to the glass ceiling that I was going to run into. Small breasted gals always seem to be the only players that made it past college, with the rare exceptions of some of the Eastern European players, but they tended to be on the professional stage briefly. One notable exception from the American shores easily comes to mind, but she hits the ball hard then all but the top men players, which I don’t.But my.