I was determined to win at any cost. I learned the techniques. I practiced hard in the gym. I adapted to the strict diet of the wrestlers. With grim d...termination, I set out to become a champion. Our first match was against the wrestling team of UMass Boston. The match would take place at the state school’s gym. We went there, proudly striding in our school colors. The team from UMass was a bit of a surprise. There were two female wrestlers on the team. This surprised a lot of my fellow. The boys, being normal fourteen-year-old boys, hadn't even come close to losing their erections, and were still buried deeply within the pussy of their respective mates. First Jerry, and then Freddie, sort of waddled as they struggled to stand up with the extra weight and out of balance issues of having a loving twelve-year-old stuck on them like a odd shaped growth or something. Eventually, they did make it out of the water, and sprawled onto the grass behind the bushes, hiding from the rest. The 3 black tribesmen pushed my wife on her back. She quickly closed her legs. Two black men grabbed a hold of her legs, Their powerful blackhands opened her legs as the one she sucked hard got between them. He slipped his hard back cock into my wife’s hairy white pussy. My wife then went into her fucking mode. She wrapped her arms and legs around the black stud fucking her.The red finger and toe nails added a nice contrast to their blck and white bodies wrapped around each other. No more games. She made vegetable stock using her nervous energy to chop and dice things she found in her fridge. She sought out containers and froze some of it. A few hours passed. Perhaps he really isn’t going to show up. Restless, Josie bundled her hair into a loose knot on top of her head, located a book of short stories a friend from home had sent recently and threw it and a rug into a big, old carry-all. Josie was determined to find peace of mind at the park. Then at least, if he did show up, hours.