He spat and sucked. He slurped and jacked the tool.“Dammit, boi,” Tray opined.“You like that?”“Hell yeah, bitch! I been tryna get back wit�... you!”“Here I am, Daddy!”“Put dat dick back in dat wet mouf!”Dicey did as told. Trayjon pushed the punk’s head back and shot a load on the dancer’s face. “Arrrrrrghhhhhh,” the fit, compact guy groaned.Wren and Jet were doing their thing.WHAP! WHAP! WHAPPPP!Jet smacked the bare ass cheeks as Wren sucked his dick. “Dat mouf good as fuck!”“I’m glad you like. My fingers with sweet smelling myrrh dropped upon the handle of the lock."Why would the girl talk about her hands and fingers being perfumed just to turn the handle of an ordinary door, I wondered, unless she was talking about another kind of door. Like the door between her legs.More than a little bothered by the passages, I pulled my panty waistband up, but the damp material at the crotch slipped up into my slit and rubbed ever so gently against my clit. Without being able to stop, I rocked my. He kept slapping my ass with one hand, while fucking me wickedly with the dildo in his other hand. I could feel my cheeks getting redder with each slap, and my cock was screaming underneath my body.Apparently, George was getting aroused, even though I didn’t present him with a smelly enough asshole. He pushed the toy deep into my anal canal, and left it there. He resumed his place in front of my face, and knelt down. I could feel his fingers grip my hair again. This time, his cock was. They have known me for so long they are as comfortable as can be with me. After practice one day two of them stuck around to work on a couple things. After another hour of working with Jessica and Andrea we decided we were done and they were going to head into the locker room to change. I figured I would wait outside since the campus was empty and make sure they got changed and left ok. As we were walking back we just kept talking and I Jessica was complaining about a pain in her foot so I told.