John came, groaning and pounding Kelly’s tight, wet canal. She could take it all, and she did with little happy moans. John collapsed on the girl... exhausted. Mary reached over taking his cock in her hand, stroking it and feeling the mingled juices. “Kelly, why don’t you give Mary some of that?” said John, remembering his wife had not had the chance to come. “Why not,” replied Kelly with a big grin. “She said I oughta be a bad whore, too.” She clambered over John, pulled her legs up to sit. But don’t tell anyone,” he laughed.“So this is off the record?” the reporter asked.“If that is what you call it,” Hideki replied, smiling at Ashley.“Instead of a baseball field, why don’t you do it in a hotel room?” another reporter joked.Ashley became uncomfortable with the tone of the conversation, but was too curious to leave the room.“But where are the virgins?” a female reporter interjected. “Hideki, you broke them all!” She added. The room erupted in laughter, but Ashley wasn’t laughing.. I did swim and enjoyed that almost as much as the locker room. At 17 I stood 5'5" had hazel eyes and bleached blond hair. I also knew I liked boys more than I liked girls. I lived with my brothers on a bit of acreage close enough to my grandmother's farm to say I lived on a farm, so I usually sported a nice tan, at least from the waist up. When I was not swimming an event, or dreaming about what was hiding in those Speedos, I help the coach with the split sheets. I had a thing for numbers and. I broke the silence, “I love this weather. It’s cold out but this ‘hotter than hell’ water does feel incredible. Kind of gets the blood flowing, huh?” I purposely ran my hand down my shaft and squeezed the head of my cock to see what kind of reaction I could get out of her. It worked…“Damn Buddy, I didn’t realize you were so big. Look at the size of that thing! Who’s the lucky girl that gets to ride that monster?” Knocked out of her dazed look, she was now smiling and looking up at me.