I bumped her nose with mine, pulled back suddenly, forgetting that I still had my hand on the back of her neck, and pulled her over onto her side."Oh,...God. Tracy, I'm sorry…" I started."Tom," she said, "it's okay. Just relax for a minute." She pulled herself up and kissed me lightly on the lips."I want to kiss you." She kissed me again."I wanted to kiss you when you first got here." And again."I like you, Tom." And again. She shifted around with her hand on my neck now, and started to lay back. His lengthening and stiffening cock was my reply. He asked me if I had ever seen a man take it out and play and I honestly had not and said so. Was there anything that he could do that would help me to watch him. I suggested that we move to his settee as I could watch more closely as I wasn't used to watching a man play with himself.I asked him some questions about the way he played and he told me he needed to use some baby oil on his foreskin to prevent it becoming dry and sore. I brought oil. “Finn and Austin, I want you both to box out. Don’t let either Brett or Arthur get a single rebound. And let’s lock down the paint. Nothing gets in,” Coach says.She turns to me. “Dave, got anything to add?” I stand up in front of them all. “This is it. This is our chance to finally get the revenge we’ve obsessed over for so long.” I look at each and every one of them. “You all know this is personal for me. Not only did I used to go there, but my own twin brother Brett is playing against us. "We must follow him," I said abruptly, sense triumphing over lust this time. I did not want to meet this man again unprepared and uninformed. While laughable in his present state, a firedancer has powerful magic at his disposal and the flameknife was in a sheath at his belt."Yeah!" Nightbreeze grinned from ear to ear, an almost childish delight in her eyes, and now she did not even care about hiding the missing teeth as her hands were busy assisting her in getting out of her chair. "Good.