To the drug traffickers."Your late night shift is over!" quipped Lara as she raised her muscular left leg and planted the ball of her erotic left foot...hard into the middle of a trafficker's chest. "Who the hell is that?!" yelled another trafficker as he reached for his pistol under his jacket. However Yellow Cat's reflexes were faster...as she drew her cat-o-nine whip. "You think you're a big man with you big gun?!" quipped the Superwoman of Jamaica as she lashed out with her whip."Aaaargh!!". Next he slowed the rubbing and stopped, he opened her bum cheeks with both hands and slowly moved his cock forward, he moved forward a bit more and i watched as the end of his cock slowly disappeared, Shelley moaned and i saw her grip the rug, i said i you ok and all she said was mm,i watched enthralled as Cab slowly pushed his cock further in Shellie's bum hole, he eventually got around 3 inch in and slowly moved in and out, i could see Shelley was using her fingers on her clit suddenly Cab. Now with you on your back I can drive in you – my hands reach out to hold the head board to lift my body up so that I can watch the rolling of your breasts up and down as my body pushes into you now with not tender strokes that you control – but with the drive and the force of the animal that is in me. Your hands reach out and not able to purchase a grip on my chest, slid down to my hips as you feel them rocketing forward and backwards as the piston arms on the large driving wheel on a. Coach never looked in my direction but it was pretty evident that she was talking to me much of the time. She came down on Annie the hardest but Becky and Roberta were a close second. All three were accused of hot-dogging it and of course, the "No I in Team" cliché made an appearance a couple of times. Coach pointed out that a group of star players might be good enough to make it to the top of the pile in our school district but it was going to take a lot more than that to beat the other teams.