If she had sat alone, she would have been fencing with some would-be suitor all the way back to Phoenix. She didn't object to flirtation from the oppo...ite sex. She did object to the testosterone-fueled advances of some of the Army officers. Especially when they failed to accept her 'not interested' rebuffs.'This was definitely going to take some getting used to, ' Caleb thought to himself. Out loud he said, with a smile, "I can see how that could bother a doctor. Here you are trying to fix. Checking around again to make sure no one would come in, Jennifer hid under her covers and began to fiddle with herself as she watched Jenny Star enjoy her victory spoils.Jennifer spent the next few hours poring through the website she had just discovered. Women’s Submission Wrestling, or WSW, was a federation dedicated to women’s sexual wrestling. It was a far cry from the ‘submissive role society placed on women’ that she had planned to write on for her Women’s Studies course. She wondered if. From the side pocket of the recliner, I reached for the remote. I activated the massage feature in the chair, and giggled. “Mmm, that feels so good.” I stood and straddled Lane. My dripping wet pussy was ready for him. With the massagers set to high, the chair trembled like a massive vibrator and I giggled again. I ground my pussy on Lane, using the arm of the chair as a stable base. “Ohhh,” I groaned, the friction against my pussy intoxicating. The grinding, back and forth motion was swiftly. "But ... doesn't it taste ... gross?" asked Brit."I love the flavor. Trust me, if you let him shoot his cum into your mouth, you'll be instantly addicted." Really?" Absolutely. Go ahead and try it." Okay," Brit smiled. Lissa moved out of the way and let her little sister take her place. Brit stared at his cock for a second, then lifted her eyes to his. Out of sight of her big sister, she gave him a wink. Then she opened her mouth and took it in."Oh god!" he groaned as she sucked. Even skipping.