A light flicks on in the storage room beneath the pitch and the trainers enter the cool room, ready to begin the pre-match training programme. Around...the edges of the room, the players stir. Aware that their trainers have entered the room they prepare to be released from storage. Their aching, honed torsos and muscles prepare to face battle.The United players flex their muscles and stare at their trainers, their muscles straining against their bonds, and their eyes pleading for release. . “Happy!! I have to finish one more thing” “Come Divya darling, sit on the edge here” and made her sit on the bed facing away from me.I gently caressed her long black hair from the top to the bottom. It was so silky. This was the first time I was getting such a chance with her hair. I tried to keep my face in her hair and take in the aroma; it was so erotic. I ran my fingers through her hair combing it, took hair from both side of her face and put a center clip on her.“Oh do you know how. As Tricia's hole relaxes it is easier for me to thrust. I pick up speed. After several minutes I bring one leg up. I soon bring the other leg up. I am now crouching behind Tricia as I thrust my cock in her ass. I grab Tricia's sides to keep myself upright as I thrust. After several minutes Principal Collins says "Brad, go balls deep and stop thrusting." Which I do. "Now I want the two of you to lay on your right side without Brad's cock coming out of Tricia's ass." Tricia and I slowly lean to. My nipples began to get hard under my little black micro mini dress and I could tell they were looking at them. I must admit, my platinum blonde wig, a huge Vegas style wig that went down my back to my butt, swung right and left as I moved my head back and forth looking at them.My make-up was perfect. I spent almost two hours on it before I left home, and my lipstick was glossy glossy red. I had never put on lashes this long, 'hooker lashes' I refer to them. I did not have courage to wear them.