Being a team player

“I don’t think I can come again”, he said. “I came with you three times last night and…” as if thinking whether or not he should say it, “twice with Nancy. You cheerleaders are something else.” Then just as if to prove to h himself he could, he slid the length of his manhood into her sex cave and began thrusting into her.

As the water started to turn cool from running out the supply so did his sexual energy. Mike shut down the showers and reached for a giant towel. He gently began to dry her body as she stood before him knowing she didn’t want any conversation. He wrapped her hair in a towel and let her knot it back to keep her hair from dripping on her now dry body. She wrapped herself in the towel and headed silently toward the living room to retrieve her clothes.

Nancy emerged from Kenny’s room immodestly sporting a fresh batch of semen between her legs, running almost to the knee on each leg, as she headed for the bathroom. Jackie picked up her cheerleading skirt from on top of one of the lamps. Her blouse and sweater were in wads on either end of the couch and each was soaked in what looked and smelled like semen. He panties and bunny shorts neither one were to be found undoubtedly claimed as trophies sometime during the night. She certainly couldn’t go home in these.