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 w...s 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 shoulders, chest, back, and legs. His strong muscular hands felt great as he moved across. Ashley was ok most importantly and so was I, I didn’t care about my truck. After all, I could have lost her that night and things could have been much, much worse. Since we were both fine and we were completely surging with adrenaline, it occurred to us that we had an entire hotel room all to ourselves. We had had opportunities to be alone before, but it was never this alone. In that hotel room, nobody could bother us, interrupt us, or walk in on us which was a rather interesting thought. I. Over and over and over and over and over.Your quietest voice, breathless, "....oh my god, oh my god...."The experience you have dreamed about countless times is now a reality. The sensations between your soft thighs are not a fantasy this time. You raise your eyes to look and my head is really down there.Still finding it hard to breathe, you let your head fall back as you whisper, "Oh fuck...."Your lips swell quickly, your body is ready.Too much excitement has built up over all these months.. The feeling caused her juices to run. Kayla stiffened as a finger gently slid down her back from behind, pausing just above her butt. “Anyone ever tell you you have a nice ass?” came the question, incredibly close to her ear. She remained silent, trying to redeem herself from her earlier breakdown, but grimaced as she felt her juices start to travel down her leg. He obviously noticed them too, because the next thing she felt was his finger running up her leg. Kayla shivered as his hard body.