That, coupled with the pulsing of her vagina around his cock, proved to be more than he could stand. ‘Take ittttttt!!! Take itttttt!!!’ he cried, ...xploding stream after stream of his sweltering juices into her. Afterward Linda snuggled in his arms, burrowing against him, hiding her face in his chest. ‘I…I know I should feel terrible,’ she whispered, ‘for doing what I’m doing. But…but I don’t. I…I feel wonderful! I haven’t felt this wonderful in years!’ Tom caressed the smooth curve of her back. " She answered forthrightly, with no shame.Some players did disappear into rooms of women they barely knew thinking they were acting on the sly, but tabs were kept on everyone to be sure they were back where they were supposed to be by curfew. But even in the morning when the team paraded to the team bus to go to the "Trop", the lobby had more than its share of starry eyed women with doe-eyed grins and winks to see the players off hoping that the catch of an eye might mean a promise of a sweaty. “No, no. I don’t want to!” she heard coming from further down the row of beds.Rebecca stopped to look in that direction and saw Mable Feltch abruptly stand, and drag a naked little girl from the comfort of her warm bed.“No! No!” the girl kept screaming, as Mable positioned the child over the end of her bed and started to spank her little bottom hard.“What did you say to me?” Mable demanded, stopping only briefly to hear her answer. “No, no, no,” wept the little girl. Positioning her own leg. ” Cathy yelled as she retreated to her corner.Karla looked over Jeff’s back as he applied ice packs to both sides of Mike’s face with a third ice pack in the waist band of his trunks.“Mike, that’s it; I’m going to call it.” Karla shouted with a concerned look on her face. “There’s no way you’re going to win this.”“Don’t you dare stop this fight. I’m a fighter. If I lose, I lose standing in the ring; not sitting on my ass in my corner.”Karla couldn’t believe he had that kind of passion, that.