A simple pull of the string around her waist and her bikini dropped off, baring her soft, light brown bush."Suck me, slave girl." she gasped, "Suck so...me pussy for a change."I didn't need to be asked twice. My tongue slid up against her cleft, rubbing up and down its length as she moaned and spread her legs, both her hands going to my hair and holding me firmly against her as she began to hump her hips back and forth.She ground herself into my face as her hands pulled at my hair. She was heavily. Just as the first defender was about to cut me off, I cut hard toward the middle of the field, then, just as quick, cut back to the outside. He tried to cut with me but fell just as I blew by him. The second one had lost his angle when I faked the first one out. I knew he was right on my tail though, and there was no one in front of me. I cut toward the middle of the field and kicked hard, remembering what Coach Chad had showed me about my strides.There was a ref standing just across the goal. He had been fucking her exactly as long, although they had been making love for a shorter period. He had seen her daily. He had seen her in cute miniskirts, in elegant tailored suits, in the sexy smocks she wore around the office, in hot pants and bikinis, and of course in nothing at all. Now as looked at her, it was if he had never laid eyes on her, never.Could this be the woman he worked with every day? No, standing before him was a princess or a queen. An empress or a goddess! James could. “Isn’t she lovely? Still fifteen too, that’s premium. Well, worth more than sixteen anyway. Such a vigorous orgasm, and that bit of reluctance is pure gold, especially with her getting into it so thoroughly afterwards. Okay let me have me the five-minute edit this evening, then see what we’ve got from later on. They’re still at it, aren’t they?”“Yes,” I switched back to the live pictures, where Rose was stirring under Candace’s wakening caresses. The temperature in the infirmary is controlled.