Our tongues wrestled with one another as I tasted myself, licking the rest of my juices from his face. As we kissed passionately I felt his throbbing ...ock pressed hard against me, feeling as if ready to explode between the two of us. Slowly he rubbed the swollen head of his cock against my slit, making me moan softly. “I’m ready my love” I said. Gently he guided his cock through my wet opening. Lifting my hips as I moan louder, the feeling of him pushing inside me inch by inch. Slowly. Soon I was Cumming all over my cock and stomach and Lana immediately told me to use my fingers to eat it. I started to hesitate and she told me to hurry or she would kick me in the balls. I quickly scooped up all the cum and ate it almost gagging as I did. They laughed as I got up and went upstairs to clean up and go to bed.The next morning the girls woke up hung over and I was glad no one mentioned the night before as they were leaving. Over the next few weeks Lana and I had sex almost every. This had happened to another girl four years ago, and she was DQ'ed, despite her federation claim that it was menstrual.Our federation wasn't even going to allow them to compete in their various sports on Sunday unless they did something about it.There is always the spectre of drugs, even when it seems innocuous.After all the pissing and moaning, last time around, they were clamping down hard, pre-emtively!I remembered the counter claim from 2002 about mensies, so the lecher in me suggested. Not only was it so feminine, but it was also l signal Katie did not want me to miss. That much I understood. For some reason, my brother decided to end the evening and go home, back to my parent's house a few miles away. He must have been aware of all the kissing going on behind him, well maybe not, he never stopped talking about baseball or football or something. He never made a move of affection toward Karen, his bride to be. Before, Katie and I were attempting some conversation. Our bodies.