” Mesmerized, I softly stammered, “Hi.” As Brian disappeared into the office, I heard Donna say, “Earth to Jenn,” Smiling she commented, “...e is a rather handsome young man. You’re not the first girl to have that same reaction.”“Who is he?” I asked.“His name is Brian O’Leary. He’s one of the captains,” Donna answered. One of the pages I had copied was a team roster. Searching thru the pile I found the list. Scanning quickly, I saw his name: Brian O’Leary, Senior, Defenseman. Height 6 feet 1. S: Sure, but please ensure that you don’t cross your limits and take me for granted.V: I will always take care of that.She got up, ruffled my hair, and said, “Now, if you will follow, we can go upstairs. I must say, don’t ever touch me on the ground floor. It isn’t safe.”I also got up and walked behind her. They had a spiral staircase to the first floor of their duplex house. Sandy was leading me and just before she started climbing she turned back and saidS: By the way, you look good cleanly. It took a few seconds to realize that I now had two pairs of lips working on me. Then I saw now it was Alfred also licking my other nipple.I looked over; Julian was rubbing his dick through his pants.Jerome was smiling to me and recording everything with his cell phone camera.I moaned again and turned to Manny; to divert his lips to mine and started kissing him, our tongues plunging immediately into each other's mouths. Alfred continued to suck at my nipples.No one was saying a word now; all. See these photos and movies made in this motel. Several taxi drivers, vying for space to smell my sweaty ass. Impressive indeed. But a friend helped me to understand. Just search the internet for “Selma Recife anal” and you will find many films and photos about it. I'm talking about my anal glands. Only mine. Which are exclusive, special and with a unique smell. And I don't mean the smell of shit. I mean the smell of ass. From my ass. And the more my ass gets sweaty and the more I'm excited, my.