“Yes WHAT?!?”“Yes, I love the taste and smell of your amazing cock! I want to worship your balls every time you fuck my face...”She dropped th... crop on the bed, lowering her cock to his face once more.“That’s more like it. NOW LICK!”She dropped her heavy sack right over his mouth, his tongue immediately extending and coating them generously. He lost himself in her immaculate flesh, his lips rolling over her nuts and occasionally sucking and smacking on her considerable orbs. Bayonetta ran her. Her body flowered and her breasts grew to a D cup. She could not manipulate her balance. Michele floundered. Sadly, she missed qualifying for the Olympics. There is an ancient proverb, "Those who can do; those who cannot teach." We changed her focus. Coaching someone on, how to coach, is more difficult than coaching them to do the task. Fortunately, she had some experience in helping other gymnasts. Secretly, I had been talking to the committee. The committee invited Michele and I to the. Sara tits practically busted out of her college T-shirt. Michelle had somewhat smaller boobs. She had been shopping. She had on a T-shirt with the name of the city where the meet had been held. I invited the girls in. Michelle spoke first, “We just wanted to come by and thank you for being such a good coach.” She planted a kiss on my cheek. Sara then spoke, “No, we really want to thank you.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me full on the lips. Instantly, I was hard. I took a. About halfway through the bland taste finally hit me and I stopped, coughing uncontrollably, “God this taste like shit.”“It get’s better the more you drink,” Taco said.“Really?”“Does for me.”I accepted his answer and stomached the horrible taste as I slowly but surely finished my first beer. Needless to say after six beers my world was spinning like a tilt-o-whirl at a carnival. Whether or not that made me a light weight didn’t concern me in the slightest.“How ya feeling TK?”“Fu-hic-ck you. You.