The Booster Club Tina Zandar Author

The Booster Club Tina Zandar Author
Categories: Soups, Noodle
Brand: Lot's Cave, Inc.
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DESCRIPTIONTo retain star athletes in remote Mason City, the all-male Booster Club assigns their wives to service the best players. Sexually starved Amy is happy to become the lover of handsome, awesomely hung Raymond, a basketball player. Amy’s civic duty evolves into love. Additionally, a mix-up of hotel keys results in Amy also taking her son as a lover. With Amy often absent, her daughter replaces her in the marriage bed.EXCERPTAmy was still slowly recovering from being eaten when she felt—for the first time—his knob pressing against the opening of her cunt.Oh My God! This is it! Our very first real fuck!But what if he’s too big for me? Having had it in my mouth, I already know that his cock is significantly thicker than Roger’s. I try to relax. He presses against me again. Then it happens! The knob breaks through and enters my cunt. I’m being silly about it being too big. If a couple of seven-pound babies can come out of there a two-inch-thick cock can go in without causing any damage.I almost come again, the sensation is so startling. I’m ready for him to ram the whole eight inches into me. But no! Shit! He’s pulling it out.“No!” I almost shout while wrapping my legs around him to pull him closer.I whisper against his lips: “More, Honey!“Give me more,” I plead.So he does. In spite of its size it slips in easily. Then he hears my tiny gasp of pleasure and he stops. Right there! Right at my fucking G-Spot! The ridge at the bottom of his circumcised cockhead has found the second most sensitive nub in my body (after my clit). He pulls out about one thousandth of an inch. I whimper softly. A fraction inward and I moan pitifully. He now has total control of my body. My hand is on the back of his head, pulling his lips down to meet mine. It is a sweet kiss, lips pursed, hardly touching. He whispers something; I whisper something back, but neither of us has understood the other. He feels my body tense, then relax with each tiny movement of his instrument of pleasure (and sometimes torture). At last he takes pity on me and slides in the rest, up to the hilt.I am so happy I almost pee!