. I lay back. I know what was keeping me awake. It was Coach Riley. His muscles, his abs, his shorts, his cock-- Where did that come from? "Cum, cum, ...cum," whispers a voice. I sit up in bed. My hard on cock throbbing. It needs attention, but I have to find out who was up. I had checked all the rooms before masturbating, so it wasn't any of the guys. I guess it's one of the assistants. Coach Riley had went to bed at nine, as soon as we got to the hotel. I get out of bed and walk to the door. The. We got into the room nice and cool with the AC running. I could see her curly brown patch between her legs and her tits, a nice handful but what nipples, like half a large acorn sticking out. She pushed me towards the bed and leaned forward and kissed me full on the mouth, before pushing me down to lie on the bed lying on top of me as our mouths continued a very wet kiss. I could feel her tits pressing against my chest. She slid down dragged her tits just off my body with the nipples dragging. I can't help moaning like crazy as my hips continue to buck foward, and she picks up speed sliding her fingers in and out of my pussy. It's as if I'm now hanging by a thread off the cliff, and with one more suck of my clit, my back arches and my eyes close. I can see such bright lights behind my eyes as I clamp my thighs around her head to still her movements. I can feel myself squirting, and I know I've coated her fingers and probably the lower half of her face, and as I open my eyes and drift. I couldn't figure out what at first. But over the next couple of minutes I started figuring it out. I had been staring at my brother's erect cock for a minute before I realized my body was craving his sperm. I jumped on top of him and slid his cock in my vagina. I rose up and fell back down. Rose up and fell back down. Up and down, up and down, over and over and over and he helped me do this with his hands. I didn't care if it lasted only three or four minutes; I needed his sperm! He eventually.