She rubbed my cock up and down a bit, while pressing her body against mine. She was wearing flannel pyjamas, so I could feel everything. ... She went on top of me, and I could feel her soaking wet cunt dripping through her pyjamas. I reached for her ass, and squeezed. "I hope you like my ass, because I need you to fuck it hard". I smiled at her, and i'm pretty sure we both were happy about the idea of fucking her ass. I tore her shirt right off, and the buttons flew. ” She actually smiled and said, “Hmm, maybe being a nigger whore is not so bad.” I said I know, five thousand is a lot of money. She said thank you and I left.So, I never heard from Christy again until 2011. She calls me...”Hey...” “Hey, who’s this?” I asked. “Christy.” “Oh hey! How’s it going?”“Can you come see me?” she asked.“Well, yea, why?”“I’ll tell you when you get here.”“Okay.”I get to her house and she answers the door sobbing.“What’s wrong?” I asked.“I need money again”“Why, aren’t you. I saw Coach coming out of the building. "Coach! Can I talk to you?" I shouted.She nodded and waited for me. I jogged over."Hey Tyballa, I heard that you were back. I'm glad – we can really use you." Yes. Look – Hannah and Kathy will be back today also." Okay. Good. I've missed them, but given all the – uh – recent trouble, I didn't want to make a big deal about their missing practice." Right. Look – the reason they've been missing practice is April." What?" They've been missing practice because. I know what I want, and, without for a second removing my face from your clit, I reach up with both hands to grasp your firm breasts, so entrancingly silhouetted against the ceiling above me, and I squeeze them and pull on your big prominent tits. I am thrilled to be rewarded with a moan of pleasure, and then you give a harsh cry as this attention to your breasts adds to the effects of our two hot little girl-tongues squirming in and around your pussy, and you come – a long, shaking, adult.