I noticed the gate opening and Jessica walking out to meet them. I went back to reading the information on the Lodi race, what they usually trade, and...what they expect in return. Well, I ended up with a stress headache, so I went upstairs, took a long hot shower, then went to bed. I knew Kristy would wake me if anything changed.Sunday I woke up feeling like crap. I got up, used the pisser, and went right back to bed. Patricia came back in the bedroom a while later, and laid with me, making sure. . when all beads are out again she tells me to kneel down.. Mistress M takes the latex bustier i bought for her and takes it on.. her huge amazing breast nearly dont fit into the tight bustier but when she finally gets them in the sight is mind blowing.. she is so sexy and looks just amazing.. kneeling in front of the bed she sits just in front of it and pulls my head towards her still exposed pussy.. "lick me slave - make your mistress happy" she tells me and i go into her big juicy wet. He started licking there and opened the lips of the pussy by his fingers and now he was sucking my pussy and running his tongue inside my pussy hole.Now I was enjoying. It was feeling like many ants were running on my whole body. My pussy was dripping now and Deepu is drinking all the liquid. My body was becoming tight and stiff. I was feeling my first orgasm because of hot lips and tongue of Deepu. Those were running inside and upper parts of pussy. My mouth was closed so I can’t even moan in. So… what about the rest? What about the 99%? It turns out that sperm aren’t so much like a bunch of individual runners or swimmers, but more like an army or a football team. The offensive players are the tackles and fullbacks in the Big Game going on inside the female’s reproductive tract. They don’t ever even try to race to the egg because their job is to hunt, tackle and kill sperm.What sperm are they trying to kill? Not other sperm from the same male, that would be “friendly fire,” and it.