His needs had been equal to hers and his experience greater. He had held her tight and kissed her fiercely. His hands had explored every inch of her b...ody almost roughly in their greed. He had thrust himself deep into her body. It was what she needed. She had pushed back to feel the solid strength of his body on her and in her. She had struggled just enough that he gripped her tighter. She had returned his kisses with passion, offering first her mouth to him and then her neck. Finally she had. Coach Washburn, our assistant coach, Geoff, our manager, and Ms. Hammer and our five cheerleaders all joined us. It was only four o'clock and we figured we'd need to be back at the gym to watch the consolation game, but Coach surprised us all by having the bus deliver us to the local bowling alley. All thirteen of us guys, plus Geoff, the coaches, and the cheerleaders, got shoes and went about the process of selecting bowling balls and spreading out along six lanes. There was a cheerleader on. There was no doubt that they were courageous and loyal and dedicated to the same level but they were to a certain extent a bit undisciplined and likely to take risks and endure hardships to a greater degree due to their rough environment and the frontier spirit that permeated the enlisted ranks. The officers were more likely to listen to the senior non-commissioned officers with actual respect for their opinion and most of the field officers were to a large extent more like the enlisted. All three men moaned at the sensation of having their cocks milked by Erica's over-stuffed arsehole, as she kept up an even pace and sweat from her buttocks ran down their shafts and pooled on their balls."That's enough foreplay, I think." Erica said, shifting her weight and dropping herself down onto the cocks until each man was balls deep in her shithole. She used her hands to bare her weight and started riding hard, the three shafts pistoning in and out of her butthole rapidly."C'mon gents,.