I didn’t think it was particularly funny, but at least Scott was talking to me again. The rest of the team had already showered and left, so Scott a...nd I pretty much had the place to ourselves while we cleaned up from a hard practice. He gave me a ride home and that was that. I never realized what a good friend Scott was until that moment. I was still incredibly shaken by my conversation with Coach Simmons, but at least I still had Scott.Gina was another matter entirely. I had really screwed. You lean forward and press your hands on his chest, using it as stability, and you start to roll your hips more, judging the distance so that your little brown butt raises just high enough to expose the ridge of his cut cock, before dropping on him once more, your cunt slurping as it envelops his in a tight clench. You feel filled to the limit and still you are a few inches from having his all inside you. Then you feel John’s hand at your face. You turn slightly and there’s a familiar thing: an. You know those huge dumbbells you see in the movies? Well positioned above her head was one of those. It was attached to the same two poles as the harness so it could only fall directly down and Amber’s dainty hands were taped tightly to the dumbbell so she had to hold it up. At the moment the dumbbell was being suspended by a few metal rods that it rested on.(Kayleigh)Amber’s mechanism was pretty hardcore and scared us all a lot, but she seemed terrified. I studied Suzie’s machine too, not. The first time I saw her I couldn’t help but stare at her.It was like watching an angel ascend from heaven.I couldn’t concentrate in my studies because I kept thinking of her day and night. Somehow those horrible exams were over and our college closed.one day I was passing by the bustop when I saw Chitra standing there. I slowed the bike down.She also saw me and she smiled at me. I thank my gaurdian angel that I didn’t die of a heart attack then and there.I stopped my bike and asked her how did.