”“No problem, Coach. I understand that. I’ve also filed it away.”“Good. I want you to work them hard while I’m gone, as I want the lesson ...bout today to stick. Personally, and please don’t pass this on, not even to your gang, I think that if we can continue to play at this level, we’ll probably get far in state. I suspect that we won’t get past Centerville, but who knows. However, I am beginning to have high hopes for next year’s team, as long as we get most of the girls back and they continue. I pictured her in long black leather gloves in a longish dress & leather thigh boots up to her ass but you wouldn’t have known from the dress. They were at least knee high. Sure enough we complimented each other & had a chat, just as friends. I was wearing a black leather shirt with black leather trousers, the sweat on my body was ridiculous but I couldn't help sweating through my leathers. I had gone out & we ran into each other, completely bemused by the fact we were out of the usual office. You feel the contractions. You feel the rhythm of the heartbeat racing to meet the contraction. You feel her entire body just rippling around you to the rhythm of an orgasm. It's like the difference between going to a ballroom dance cotillion, and a rave with 300 people who are all incredibly high. There's more sensory feedback. And it's awesome.But it's almost like a sneeze, right? In that the fister is probably not going to have an orgasm until the fistee has one. It's kind of contagious like. ‘I’ll leave you alone to do your paintings. I saw some of them at Old Man Ramsey’s place and I’m a bit of a fan.’ I just grunted and put my hat back over my face. Then I realised that this put my now flaccid cock back on display. Quickly I placed it back over my private parts, but not quickly enough. ‘There’s no need to be modest,’ said Vanessa with a wink. ‘He’s quite cute when he’s asleep. ‘Look,’ I said, trying hard to maintain some kind of dignity, ‘you can’t have bought this island just so.