It was my way of stretching myself, of being the best I could be, of achieving results and beating the opposition for my own satisfaction. I love swim...ing, and I still enjoy it even if I’m not competing anymore.’ ‘Crap, you told me yourself that at each swim meet all your family would come and watch to cheer you on. Your aunts and uncles, your cousins and parents. What was all that for if not to impress them.’ ‘They came to support me, not to be impressed. The same way I went to my cousin’s. I never thought anyone could be this good, Prez. Please, Prez, I need to cum,” he babbled, his eyes wild with need. He gulped, beginning to worry how long he would be kept teetering on the brink of orgasm.Prez’s grin widened. “This is even better than I thought it would be,” she said, biting her lip as she shivered. Her hips rose and fell once, grinding against him. Her inner muscles clamped down, rippling from bottom to top along his shaft.Prez brushed her lips against his. “Thanks, Will,” she. I could sense that he was about to erupt, so I backed off a little and took his semen, some into my mouth, the rest over my face, so that those close by could see. I helped the residue from my face into my mouth with my fingers, sucking them eagerly, and swallowed the remnants with pleasure. My sluttish abandonment was appreciated by my audience with loud cheering, as I positioned myself in front of the next guy, and without invitation, took out his cock, and drained it. How many did I empty?. Unlike when he had originally shown up thinking he was me, Amy didn’t cry now that she’d gotten used to “Uncle Other Tom”. Then Kate and I headed to my bedroom.She dropped her robe, sank to her knees, unzipped me, and then began to lick and suck my turgid member. She was still getting used to pleasuring a man, her previous life as a virginal witch at odds with learning such skills, but I wasn’t complaining.“Mmm ... that feels good, babe,” I urged her. She redoubled her sucking. I angled my body.