"See ... you don't have to tell me how happy you are that I'm your girlfriend. The look says it all!" Excuse me," Gabrielle said.Kameron turned and no...ded to her."We have a volleyball tournament this weekend," Gabrielle said to Kameron. "I read that a Positive can..." Properly motivate athletes?" Elizabeth smiled slyly. "It's true, dear! Sex and competitive drive are quite connected." So he can help us," Gabrielle said. "We don't win a lot." A weekend tournament on campus," Elizabeth said. Then as Sarala increased the pace of rubbing my cock and squeezing and pinching my balls, I could not tolerate and pleaded Sarala to slow down a lit bit as I was about to cum. The moment I told Sarala about this, she just squeezed the tip of my cock and held it tight. I could not tolerate the pain and pleasure running thru my body at the same time and I cummed completely. As Sarala was squeezing the tip of my cock, the entire cum stuck inside my cock and she just released her hand from the tip. It was a given that any of the entertainers had to relish — or at least appear to relish — semen. My mind briefly remembered that Simone had once discussed making a relish out of semen. We had kidded about bottling it and even putting it — appropriately — on a kind of hot dog. The levity had momentarily made me forget the violence I’d just been shown. Mentally returning to the meeting, it suddenly dawned on me why this team was assembled. What was not clear was just this: Why me? What did they. Let us see whose performance is better.” Anirban was shocked. Anuradha is his siter! But he had no other option. Also, his swelling cock needed a pussy to satisfy itself. Any pussy will do! So aroused was he, that his rational mind got buried under his lust. He got up on the table, lied on Anuradha, placed the cap of his swelling cock on Anuradha’s heavenly cunt, and with a push – ‘Fuch!’ Anirban’s smaller dick easily got fully inserted into sister Anuradha’s cunt. Anuradha’s cunt vibrated with.