Debbie had at least two orgasms before Gus filled her pussy with another load. Gus laid on her for a minute as they kissed. His cock gradually softene... and finally plopped out of her pussy. I could see strings of cum slowly stretch from the tip of his cock and fall onto the couch. He rolled off Debbie and lay beside her. Both of them were panting for breath. Debbie lay there with her legs spread. Their combined juices covered Debbie’s pussy completely. I could see big blobs of cum matted in her. But that's athletic prowess for you in our world today. I didn't see one game of touch football or a single beach volleyball tournament. And not one beach ball!One of the things that I couldn't help noticing, though, was the parade. Maybe it would be better to call it a promenade. This seems to be the major mating ritual of spring break. It comes in two varieties. There are women lying on the beach soaking up the rays. I have an image of some celestial hand coming down with a spatula to flip. Remember, in your freshmen year when you were morph-locked with a merman's tail instead of legs and feet, and you had to take an incomplete on Phys. Ed? You need to make up a gym credit this year or you can't graduate with the rest of your class. Sorry, but we can't change the rules just for one student. It wouldn't be fair to your classmates." "But Mr. Kaus, I have a full schedule for the next two semesters, I don't have a free period to take another gym class!" "I understand, and we. By the time Jacob broke his paralysis, it was too late.“Get your hands off me!”“Sorry, you’re not protected by jack shit when you’ve paid to kill a President,” Mike said. “Missus Rothschild, Lady Rothschild, consider yourselves to be accessories at this point, which also voids any protections you have.”Tess said, “Lay a finger on me and I’ll see you fired and blackballed from ever working anywhere for security again.”That made ME laugh. “What power do you think you’ll have, Tess, to do that?.