Pat had a nice personality and laughed at Greg’s jokes. She told him a few stories about things that had happened at school which caused Greg to lau...h.He didn’t want to see the evening end but sadly the time had flown by and they were back at the condo.In walking from the car to the elevator Pat said, “I really enjoyed myself tonight. You are a fun man to be with. I was thinking maybe we could do something like this tomorrow. Since your condo is barely livable why don’t you come over to mine. How did she keep it so soft and smooth with all of her sweating on the court? But, since this story isn’t about which male in the room is gay, we’ll pass right on by that.“All right,” she said, putting her hands on her hips. “No speeches. We go out, we play like we practice, and we win. Ready?”“Yes, ma’am!” Every voice chorused, even the coach, who wondered what kind of moisturizer she used, and where he could buy it. OK, so we gave away the secret. So sue us.They each put their hands together.. Your clit is sending spasm after spasm of pleasure shooting everywhere at once. It is so intense. You are so close to the edge. It is so wonderful. Oh, don’t stop…let this never end. It is so goooooood. Finally you reach the end of your climb up the mountain of pleasure and you cascade over the other side. It ‘ s like electric shocks everywhere at once. You are riding the crest of a wave of orgasmic pleasure. Winding, twisting, going down so fast, so smoothly, like a bobsled, the waves of. The guys were stripping as fast as they could. She looked around and saw three black beefy bods and three huge black cocks. She was going to play with the cocks, and she did get eat each to erection.But, they wanted to start working on her. She got into the sex seat, using the standard missionary position. And the guys decided on their own to have the smallest first, which was a solid 8 inches. He was hard as a rock and over two inches wide. She was naturally lubed and ready to go. So, he.