“Short!” the ref called.“What?” That was a perfect serve and was well over the short line. He took my second serve off the back wall and it la...ded in the crotch.“Side out!”“Wait! That was on the floor! The crotch is on the floor!”“Serve Canada.”The god damned referee was calling things in favor of the Canadian. That ball should never have been given to him. We rallied a couple more times, each scoring before the ref made a call of interference against me. I’d served and hit the deck. There was. He walked in, and she closed the door behind him as he kicked off his boots and made his was into the large log cabin they called home. "Excited much?" Justin asked suggestively, staring at her hardened nipples as he set his suitcase aside.Twila looked down at her large, round breasts. Her small nipples were potruding a little more than usual, since she was just standing at the door, exposing her chest to the cold. "No, they just got a little cold." She said softly, placing her hands on them to. Panties, hipsters, tight tops and make-up. My Mom and Dad never knew but I practiced dressing and making upwhile they were not around, getting skilled as time went by.I called Jeff on the Friday and asked if he had recovered from hisexcesses the previous week. He said he had and why didn't I go round. Ididn't really want to just in case his Dad was there so we arranged tomeet in a Coffee Bar at the shopping precinct - a safe venue or so Ithought. I did my hair in a curly "girlie" way, added. I used to cum while forcing my largest vibrator into my greedy pussy, imagining that the stretching was caused a huge cock fucking me using me as an object of pleasure.Mmm, I'm getting hot again just thinking about it, so I better get on and tell you how I first become a 'fuck toy', god those words just send shivers down my spine.It all started one Friday night, when I was preparing for a date with a man I had been seeing for several months. We got really well, the sex was fantastic and I had.