female wrestling
Brian watched as she eventually got hot enough to forget him
and she started moaning. The coach was stroking her legs as she licked
Tracy’s cunt. It didn’t take long before Tracy began to cry out in
orgasm, her legs opening and closing around her lover’s head.
As the two women cooled down, Brian snuck to the far side of
the locker room and watched from around another row of lockers.
Tracy sat up and they embraced intimately, kissing each other,
sharing Tracy’s pussy juices. The coach leaned back.
“Will you kiss me now?” She certainly didn’t seem like the one
in control of the situation.