“It was a pass,” said Gwen, “not a shot.” I ignored her.The teammate, Rick, had a clear shot -- Gwen would have said a clear pass -- at the go...l. He took it, and the opposition goalie was just a second too late.“Goal!” I cheered. Gwen was cheering, too, not correcting me. The game went on. Soccer is like chess; the game is as much about what one side threatens and the other side prevents as it is about what either side does. Tim’s coach tells them to use their heads as much as their legs. At. It was a weird combination of pleasure and pain. I reached underneath and took my cock in hand and felt pre-cum flooding out of the head. Kent slowed his pace while still burying the entire length of his cock in me and I felt my dick hardening. The pain was only minor now and my cock was fully erect. I had my hand wrapped around my cockhead and it rolled easily in my fist with the generous coating of pre-cum.Kent pulled me up to my knees and with his cock buried deep in my ass, rolled me over. Adulturated bliss.I dont remember much after that. I do remember arriving home and realizing i was bleeding. But i liked that kind of stuff anyways. That night sent things spiraling into the biggest mess i couldnt have even dared to dream up. All i could do was think about Jason. Ohh jason, sexy...sweet...dominate Jason. I slept with him whenever i could. Before school...after school...during school. i never got bored with him, sexually or otherwise. I think that was the first time i had ever. Had to have one. Well she didn't get one,she had Gwen wait in line. Amazing isn't it. Imagine he was willing to dothat for her. Would you do that for me?" Of course I would honey," and you know, I would of course."You're sweet," and gives me a kiss. My heart soars, suddenly I want anopportunity to prove myself to her. She deserves more than Laura. Sheoffers up a cheery "Anyway here's to Lauren and Gwen, cheers." She needsmy devotion. I see that now. And I know how I can show it too.Sara has a.