"Thanks he said, but I would kill for legs like yours" my team mates always make fun of my legs because there not very muscular" he sais as he looked ...down at his legs. I followed his eyes and sais that was surely because he was still young and you could see that he was an athlete. "And besides" I said "the girls are more interested in what's between your legs" and winked at him. There it was again, some sort of blush, but not very clear. "Yeah" he said, "I wouldn't know about that, I haven't. That made it something worth doing."Okay."Steven smiled at that. "Okay, what?" Okay, from head to toe, I'm yours." Steven just looked at her, with patient expectation. She knew what he wanted to hear. "I'll do anything you say." There. It was easily said, anyway.Steven became very still, looking deep into her eyes, a very contented grin on his face. The moment was awkward due to its length. After 15 to 20 odd seconds, his eyes slowly lowered from hers, pausing to consider her nose, her ear, her. Girls just take what's given them. So, if a girl defeats a bunch of prize athletes? That's right: Athletes are the fake warriors of this Westernized world. An insult to everything I've worked MY whole life to become!" Akane Tendou!!"Speaking of 'prize athlete' and fake warrior, it was that upperclass-creep again, coming down the hall. Still in his black and blue kendo-gi, he held out his wooden bokken sword, this time, just to showoff {GRRR!!}. The handle of his pail of water rested on the. Her ass crack was sitting on my hardon and she made no attempt to move off him. She then grabbed my hands and placed them on her tits and I could see that this was going to be quite a soak. She asked me if I liked her nipples and I answered yes as I worked my fingers to softly pinch them. She told me her late husband always complained the her boobs were too small, "What do you think?" I tried to be a gentleman and said, "Your breasts were very firm." She then told me that her late husband.