Jennifer was on fire. There were fingers and tongues in her pussy and up her ass, tickling her most pleasureable parts until she thought she would explode with arousal. Two girls were licking and fondling her breasts, their breath hot against her skin. Somewhere, deep down, she knew this was all terribly wrond but she found she didn't care. All she wanted was this feeling of ecstacy, of everyone trying to please her.
The door to the locker room banged open as the coach strode in. The sound seemed to snap everyone out of it and the girls quickly retreated, leaving Jennifer shakily on her feet, moaning in disappointment as she was on the verge of an orgasm. "Get dressed and get out here!" the coach barked, not noticing Jen's state, before he left again. The other girls were quick to do so, not even looking at Jennifer for fear of getting trapped between her thighs again.
Jennifer slowly slid to the floor. She felt empty and so increadibly horny. She wanted them to come back and lick her again or suckle at her breasts. Her hand slide between her legs and she started fingering herself, shuddering with pleasure, but it wasn't enough. In a daze, Jennifer groped around the floor until her hand closed on...