Her back began to arch as a new wave of tremors wash over her again. The two dicks and the mouth on her clit were too much. Her hips began to rock i...n time with the dick in her pussy. She could feel the orgasm starting to build within her now. She sucked on the dick with abandon as she prepared herself for the coming relief. Suddenly the dicks were gone. And so was the mouth. She lay there quivering, panting, and in desperate need. She felt the woman’s breast lower to touch her. ”With our team gathered at the doors of the dressing room, I raised my hand, “Are you ready for some football?“ I yelled and turned to push the double doors open wide. We ran down the tunnel and out onto the field like it was already game time.There was a roar from the crowd and Charge came blasting from the band on the sidelines as we took the field to warm up. I looked at the visitor’s side of the stadium and it-was-full. I mean it was packed and they were all wearing scarlet when they stood. When theyhad finished their drink and stubbed out their cigarettes Michele made anannouncement."Ok Ying get dressed in your best evening wear then pack up because we'reoff," Michele said.Michele drove her Cortina down Cheltenham High Street then onto one ofthe backstreets and pulled up across the road from Pink Pussycats.It was nine o'clock at night when she pulled up to the kerb across theroad from the nightclub.But this time it was different.The souvlaki shop was gone and in its place was an. I tried to calm her fears but I didn’t say anything, but I knew from the lads who took her away, that Steph had been crated and shipped via Lowestoft – Marseille and Port Elizabeth to a brothel in Soweto, specialising in white cunt for those that could pay. One of the lads explained that nobody came back from that trip. Her lifestyle made it easy for the locals not to miss her or care. My own penance was to be locked up in a cage for the six months. Tough at first, but cheap scotch helped dull.