Her cheer skirt flipped around her thighs as she fought for her freedom.I slid my hands up her legs. So smooth. Like ivory. I felt her muscles flex as...she tried to kick me off. “No stop it-” She tried to kick at me, but in her state she had no power behind it. “Please just let me go and I won’t say anything.”“Oh? And here I thought you wanted a sugar Daddy. Remember?” I reached under her green and gold sweater and yanked it up. Past her head messing up her disheveled hair even more. Past her. And her breath…..oh my God, her BREATH! It was warm and moist on my face as she talked to me. In the worst way I wanted to move my head forward and to kiss those perfectly shaped lips. But then came that warm feeling in my groin again….the paper strip covering my waist area was lying directly across the head of my dick. As Suzie strained and reach across my body applying the final electrodes, her body was making the paper move back and forth, rubbing the tip of my glans and further. As a favor to me she did nothing about it and let the girls play. Thanks sis. Cathy, on the other hand, was able to reap the benefits of my horny state once we got home after practice. She was a very smart girl but it never dawned on her why our love making at night after practice sessions was so much better. Sometimes those girls would get me so worked up that I wouldn't even wait until bed time before I swooped Cathy up and carried her to the bed to make wild passionate love to her. She. In a rare fit of passion, Grace had once managed to push her elongated Clit down into her cunt and back, actually feeling it touch her hymen, but that had hurt, and she got little pleasure from it, so she had never done it again. But she did it now, driving it deep between the lips of her cunt, rolling it in the wetness she found there. It was easier this time, surprising Grace, as she rubbed harder still, bringing herself ever closer to orgasm. Grace grabbed her breast with one hand, pulling.