Well, at least they were sacrificed for a magnificent cause.The most attractive element of the chaos was its centerpiece: a pair of sultry nymphs curl...ed like intimate parentheses, their faces only inches from each other’s pussies. Their final act before falling asleep had obviously included mutual oral pleasure. Both were adorned with jeweled butt plugs, and there was a bumpy and intimidatingly large dildo resting atop Kathryn’s open palm. The tacky residue of even more emissions randomly. “You are The James Connor. Nominal ‘The’ with a capital ‘T’. I saw your performance at Nationals on TV. You’ll be around for a while. And,” he added with a lascivious grin, “we’ll make sure you can get around and, ah, have the full ‘experience’ of the summer Games. For a sure thing like you, it’s definitely a sure thing.”As we unpacked, Toby explained. We were here for one reason: smash records, win medals. But once business was done, well, everybody needed to blow off some steam. And nobody. She was nervous, I could tell as she leaned up into me and talked and talked and talked -- nervous chatter. I relaxed and leaned back into her tits, I knew her nipples where hard against my back and I was hoping she was getting wet. I stopped for a minute at a stop sign and before she could say anything, I reached down on each side, grabbed both ankles and put them around me with her feet on my fuel tank, I slipped off her sandals and slide then in my leather saddle bag under her ass and took. At eleven-thirty that evening I took her picture into the bathroom and beat off for the first time in my life. I still have that picture in a drawer in my desk, and although the corners are getting dog-eared, I still sometimes stroke myself while studying my sister's butter-colored face.What's more, she knows I find her attractive. Not long after she gave me that picture she caught me studying her body, and it wasn't the first time or the last time. We've never discussed it out loud, but it's.