" I admitted.We arrived at the arena and she hopped out to meet up with her teammates in the locker room. I got a good seat in the bleachers where I c...uld watch the game from above the walls of the court.This would be a great game to watch, and I was glad I could be there to cheer my sister on. Jen plays halfback, so she has to put in a lot of energy to support the offensive and defensive lines. Jen's team had great teamwork and spirit and worked together like a machine. They had even gone so. "Mistress please, I need to cum so much," he begged, hoping she would let him. "Not yet slut, I have other plans for you," she said as she gave his bruised ass a hard slap that made him recoil. He gritted his teeth and willed himself to not cum, to not piss her off again when suddenly he felt that his ass was empty and she wasn’t standing close to him anymore. "Straighten up and stop jerking slut," she ordered. He obeyed her but his mind was reeling- was she not going to let him cum at all?. As I did, her two friends split. I waded over to where Specialist Johnson stood by the side of the pool, the pool water lapping at the bottom of her beautiful package that was barely covered by her bikini top. “Where there is a will, there is a way,” I said as I stepped up in front of her. “I see,” she replied. We watched as her two friends stepped from the pool, leaving as alone in the shimmering waters. “So are they Army as well?” I asked. “One is and the other was,” she replied. “The Army. Will you allow this?’ She nods her head and a silken sash hides her view. His firm hands roll her over and remove her thin negligee from her body. Warm oil is drizzled over her body and then with strong, but gentle hands rubbed in. Slow and patient he is as he works his way down her back and legs. Each foot is given expert attention and then her arms are given the same treatment. There is nothing sexual about the massage as great care is taken to avoid any overtly sexual areas. Finally he rolls.