She was obviously in pain and unable to reach below her knees with the loofah. Soapy white swirls traveled down her tummy and in between her legs wher... her pink clit protruded slightly from smoothly shaved labia. Her body was incredible. I tried not to stare as she bent down low to reach her calves, a taut came toe emerging below her pink butthole, shiny with the water that flowed over her naked body.She stumbled a bit, nearly falling. "Can I help you with that?" I asked her.She seemed. I have no intention of turning my Veronica persona into a 'real'author. Here goes...Winners!By Veronica WinstonSara was so frustrated! She was head cheerleader at Eagle Ridge HighSchool, and her squad was ranked among the top ten in the state. They'dwon numerous competitions and won the admiration of the townspeople,but it was hard to get proper recognition from the statewide media when the football team couldn't win a game. Those guys were pathetic!The football players were all big, strong,. It didn't seem worth it.Though she knew it had been.Damn!Gingerly, long legs moving with slow, careful grace, she got to her feet. Her eyes went to the clock: four-ten a.m. And then she heard a noise.It was muted, barely audible. Charlene strained, concentrated on picking it out. It seemed to be coming from downstairs. Quickly, she pulled on her robe and loosely belted it, then went down the steps as rapidly as she could -- considering her delicate ache.The sound was much clearer at the bottom. “Of course.”She runs her finger gently across the smooth skin of my right breast and scoops up a small gobbet of semen. She holds it up to her face, opens her mouth, and inserts the finger right up to the second knuckle. She sucks it, withdraws the clean finger, then swallows.I tap my card to pay, collect my coffee and brownie, and walk to a table by the window. I sit, and watch as a little blob of semen drips off my breast onto the tabletop.The coffee tastes good, and I savour the rich,.