Not all Dempsey’s best plunges this Olympics were into water. Young Kevin achieved silver on the day, but his sex-trainers drew a golden performance...from him last night, plus enough cum to fill a diving-pool. This young American patriot will be singing ‘Rule Britannia’ today. Britannia certainly ruled him last night. One more Olympic face-off deserves special mention. It was no contest when solidly-hewn French rower, Castille Legrand, used his Gallic charm on darling of the American gymnastics. It looks a sight," she said, looking at me in a way that made me feel even more self-conscious."Don't you have anything else I can wear? I feel uncomfortable in this," I replied to Felicity."Well we don't provide clothes; we are not a clothes shop unless, of course, you want to borrow my swimsuit from my gym bag?" Felicity asked me."Actually, if I have another choice rather than this, I will take you up on that offer" I answered.She opened a black bag and pulled out a light blue bikini bottom. God it had hurt and the tears started rolling again. Just at that moment the pruners cold jaws opened and got in position around my other nipple and as I screamed out a no, the situation repeated itself. A quick snap severed my nipple from my breast, leaving blood flowing from both my breasts all over my chest. Can you get that thing started? He asked his friend casually while I was screaming my lungs out in pain. His friend waved him off and told him to play more. The guy threw the pruner away. “Damn, that feels good,” Julie purred and continued. “Did you show him your boobs too? Did you show Mister Hunter, Sara’s father, your boobs?” Julie practically screeched.“Not at first, first I removed my tank top so he could see my bralette and then I told him I wanted to see his cock first."“Holy shit! I want to see what he saw,” Julie pleaded.Jodie felt like a tease again, this time for her best friend, and unexpectedly, she was enjoying it as she slowly removed her top.Julie looked at.