’ Amy didn’t answer. It took all her concentration to look ahead for gaps in the crowd and weave her way through. They could see the finish line i... the distance and she gave it her best sprint. To her surprise, John stayed at her side, even when she crossed the finish line in 23:50, completely out of breath. ‘Great job!’ John put an arm around her and she glared back at him, not quite ready to speak. She took some water from a volunteer and kept walking while John remained at her side and went. I could see the reason for that, though. Of the eight of us, Ben was the one with the absolutely least amount of experience with fighting in melee or hand-to-hand combat. He was tentative in the first drill we did, though he wasn’t tentative at all, now. In fact, he was throwing harder Palm Strikes when Sonja nudged him than he was when Aleena and I did.“Switch!”I handed my pad to Ben and then stepped into the middle. Getting into my stance, I rotated in place until I was nudged. Aleena was the. He took only a few steps before he stopped and a small sliver of shock registered though him. The oceanic sky loomed over head for what seemed like infinity in all directions. The soft blues were bleeding into violets and gold’s where a few, pristine, white stars could be see sparely spotting parts of the sky. At the horizon the fiery orange was evidence the sun had traveled their to set, it nearly looked like it was glowing. The sky was an eerie and beautiful sight, his father always called. Good for a year.Charisma broke the kiss and moaned, “Krysten!”“Cum in your little sister!” erupted around us as my futa-sister.“Do it, cute!”“Flood your little sister’s twat!”“Go, Charisma, Go! Flood that incestuous cunt!” whooped the cheerleaders.“You’re awesome!”“Cum in me, Charisma!”My futa-sister erupted.That wonderful spurt of hot cum fired into me. I whimpered in delight at the incestuous feel of my futa-sister’s flooding my pussy. It was incredible. I whimpered in delight, my eyes.