1. Racquetball Dyke by loyalsock


    Date: 10/30/2016, Categories: First Time, Lesbian Sex, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Linda while hitting the ball. Because of my cockiness I had allowed Linda to get a hold of the rubber ball, and she attacked like an a****l. I had lost my chance for a quick victory, and would now have to work for it. After a few volleys I was desperately trying to find a way to get back in control, but Linda wanted the game has much as I did-maybe even more. Sweat violently flew off her body has she crushed the ball with her racquet. But instead of hitting the target wall-she hit me. Time froze has the room filled with the noise of Linda's impact. In slow motion I saw my hand betray me and drop my racquet to the floor. I knew I had been hit, but I felt no pain. The pain was delayed just long enough for me to realize that I had won the game-but at what cost? When the pain arrived, it hit with a vengeance. Collapsing on the wooden court, I grasped my right calf just below the knee. Tears spilled from my tightly closed eyes, has I tried to muffle my cries. Linda repeatedly told me how sorry she was and how she didn't mean to hit me. She desperately wanted to make the pain go away, but didn't know what to do. She wrapped me in her strong arms, rocking me like a c***d, until my tears went away. If I wasn't in such agony, I'm sure I would have enjoyed her attention. After several minutes I was able to stand, and even though my leg didn't require medical attention, I did have a large purple bruise shaped like a racquetball. The mark remained for several weeks. With hopes of ...
    relieving the throbbing sensation caused by Linda's hit, I lowered my naked body into the hot tub. The locker-room was mostly deserted, for the club had already closed, giving stragglers like myself time to change while they went about their closing duties. Linda walked to the hot tub, wearing a pink towel wrapped around her waist, fully exposing her lovely brown chest. It has been my observation that athletic woman typically do not have large breast-at least not natural ones. But just to prove me wrong, their they were. They had to be at least 38D, and I started to feel inadequate, for I was only a 32B. Has Linda removed her towel, and hung it next to mines, my eyes stared desperately, trying to take in has much as possible. Linda knew she was turning me on, and she loved it. Instead of sitting in the tub where she entered, she purposely crossed over me, momentarily pausing with her legs straddled over mine. For a brief moment, her belly button stared at me, has my eyes followed a trail of dark hair that ran from her navel to the top of her dark wet pussy. Her pussy was neatly groomed to fit her bikini, and was still dripping from her recent shower. If I was able to breath I think I could of smelled her sweet aroma. It was all I could do not to wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her lean stomach. Our thighs touched has she sat to my right. Linda started the jets, causing the water to churn, making it impossible for me to see anything under the surface. Next to Linda I felt like ...
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