Her body trembled as she felt his eyes on her. She licked the wet carpet, managing to get a small taste of his essence in amongst the fluff that coate... her tongue. 'Raise your arse higher,' he said. As she lifted her hips pressing her face harder into the sodden carpet he ran his hands over her wet buttocks and slipped two fingers slick with piss into her arse. She froze, breathing hard as he pressed into her. He removed his fingers. 'Why have you stopped? I told you to lick the carpet.' Her. The softball game was in the last inning when the woman and kids began putting their gear back into a couple of black plastic carrying cases. If I was going to do anything, now was the time.Closing my eyes, I visualized the area of the tennis court and expanded it twenty feet all the way around. My initial command block covered that area, which would then remain with the people who were initially in the area until I dissolved the command block.People within my command block received a series of. I digress.Julie and Cathy climbed up the stairs with me that Friday afternoon, each carrying a backpack while I hauled up their suitcases. I never understood why girls needed to bring five pairs of shoes and five sweaters for a brief weekend trip. Still don’t. We reached my room and I flung open the door to show them the university’s finest accommodations. Walking through the doorway, a wooden platform bed off to the left, twin in width but a bit excessively long to accommodate the basketball. I slathered it in Crisco so my hand slid up and down on it smoothly. At first even despite the smile he had given me, he was a little aloof, hardly acknowledging me at all. But eventually, as he started to leak precum, he started to make humming sounds that punctuated every stroke I made, which made me happy.“Faster, sissy!” he ordered me. A few moments of that and he grabbed me by the back of the head: “On your face or in your mouth, sissy?” Since I was practicing with the hand, I.