“Let me show you what you’ve been missing."I managed to lie still and let him explore my body with his hands and mouth. Eventually, he seemed to s...ense that I was close to exploding with pleasure because he stopped licking and fingering my pussy. I heard him rise to stand in front of me."On your knees. Take me in your mouth. Be my slut."Slut? Did he really call me a slut? Yes, he did - and I like it. Have I gone mad?Despite the barrage of internal questions, I again followed his request. He. “Dude, he’s my brother. He might have been scared, but he’d never show it,” Phil said.If I had a hairline, my eyebrows would have disappeared into it. I could tell that Phil meant every word of what he just said. I wondered if others thought I was some kind of superhero, incapable of being afraid in the face of danger.“All I could do was watch,” Yuri admitted. “You, on the other hand, jumped up and whacked the guy with your staff and pushed him back into the van. I was completely useless.”“You. Becausethey were now girls, Tiffany and Brett had to arrive at the team busalready dressed in their uniform because opposing schools would notprovide Brett and Tiffany a separate place to change into theiruniforms.During the game around the end of the third quarter, one of herteammates asked her why she was wearing make-up during the game. Tiffanysmiled shyly and responded almost to herself, "I may be a footballplayer but I am still a girl."Tiffany ended up rushing 12 times for a total of 160. She moved up for another kiss. Once again he drugged her with it. Making her feel boneless and clung to him as he ended it. They held each other for a while. She was revelling in the close contact and intimacy of the moment. Eventually she pulled out of the hug and went to get some more scrub. She started scrubbing up her arms, and he pushed her hands out of the way and took over. He scrubbed her arms and chest, reaching in to her costume to massage her breasts. He spun her around and started.