. .. . . I seemed to be floating as she led me deeper into the room. I looked at her again and then started to hunger for her smooth satin like skin ..... . the way her back seductively curved down to her firm bottom . . . but how did she shed her clothes without me noticing?Ah well, I sighed and focused on her long slender legs ending in her soft leather boots. I looked them down and upwards towards her . . ."On your knees and wait" she growled and turned and strutted out of the room.I waited. Chris froze with his cock buried balls deep inside her as her back arched up from the bed. Then she suddenly squealed, her back thumping back down hard on the bed, and she started to writhe as if possessed. “You coming?” he asked, feeling ridiculous as soon as the words passed his lips. “Oh god yes! Don’t s-s-stop!” He fought against the squeeze of her rhythmically clenching walls, thrusting back into her again. She screamed, still thrashing on the bed, and squeaked something that approximated,. "Elliot then said "yeah if Morgan weren't mad at you, then maybe you could have tried it out on her in atlanta during the final four."Nick then goes "thats perfect, of course I can leap into one of the college players during that interview she is going to and try and talk to her there. If all goes well, I will be fucking her by the end of the week."Coleman then said "Are you really going to do this man, just leap into some college basketball player in order to fuck your own cousin man. Thats so. Do we touch each other? Do we help each other by rubbing the soap into our sweaty little bum cracks. What do you think? There’s nothing better than the touch of another girl’s hands your body, squeezing a foaming sponge all down your front. Maybe we do. Maybe our hands stray where they shouldn’t sometimes. We’ve had to put up with all your grunts and groans as you pump iron. All those ripped, toned bodies. Those gorgeous, thick lats and the rippling triceps. A girl can only take so much..