As I entered the locker room, my teammates had already showered and were leaving for the day. I entered the locker room and told my last teammates bye... I was worn out. Coach Kennedy told me to come to his office. He told me the only reason he was so tough on me was I had the potential to be the best on the team. As I moaned, Coach told me to lay down on the massage table and he would give me a quick rubdown. I took off my pads and stripped down to my jockstrap. Coach grabbed some oil and rubbed. My heart started to pound and blood started flowing to my dick. I felt it getting hard and my head (of my dick) started to swell. I could feel Sheryl was getting excited; she was moving her head from side to side, moaning and breathing fast. We were making out aggressively right inside the door next to a couch. I knew I didn’t have too much time and she might stop me if I walked her back to her room to fuck her. So I decided to take a short route. I turn her around so that her back was facing. But while there were some minor variations, they once again ended with clothes pushed aside, their semi-nude, exhausted bodies entwined on the wide bench seat in Darrell Ray’s truck, both savoring the post-coital moment and pleased with their individual performances.For Bebe, it made for a perfect ending to her best evening since coming home to Pinefield. She had managed to get everything she wanted from both Mark and Darrell Ray. Tomorrow morning would be hell. But considering what she’d. ’ ‘We missed breakfast.’ ‘Yeah but we can get some food at poolside.’ ‘Sounds good,’ Benny agreed. The two of them showered, put on their bathing suits and headed to the swimming pool and relaxed in the warm Caribbean sun. Cory was already there saving two lounges for them. Benny and Cliff ordered lunch and drinks poolside and spent the afternoon recuperating from the morning’s invigorating sex. The evening was routine as they dined first, then went to a show and later hit the casino. Later.