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The more we played, the more I began to fall into the same pit as Lorraine. My eyes spent more time on Neija than the shuttlecock, her bronze body glistening with sweat. Goddamn, she was the epitome of sexiness in a way not even Betty could match. The only thing that drew my gaze from her body exotic was her smile. Every time we scored, she’d grin from ear to ear, and when we won a match, she’d jump up and down and holler in joy. The thrill of winning was mixing with the endorphins of her exertion and causing her to unwind. Finally, it was the last match, me and Neija vs Momo and Sonja, with everyone watching. “Yeah! I finally get to play with Master! Hi, pussy Master! This is so much fun!” Sonja was as sunny as usual, not even appearing tired after hours of playing. Momo, on the other hand, was focused as a laser. “Momo wants that cake, Master,” she said japanese coldly. “Does this little cub really think she can stand up to me?” Neija asked with a sly grin. “She has cake on her mind, don’t doubt her,” I replied. I served, sending it over to Sonja who knocked it back with the happiest smile I had ever seen. It went over to Neija who jumped up to spike it down, but Momo had already gotten in position and was ready to intercept. Almost immediately, Sonja and I were pushed out of the game and it became a single match between Momo and Neija. They were zooming back and forth, not trusting me or Sonja to repel any lobs. The longer they played, the closer and closer they got to the net. Momo too was jumping up to spike the shuttlecock, her hair standing on end and a ferocious look on her face. Sonja simply stood in the corner, jumping up and down and cheering in endless excitement. The decisive moment came, Momo rebounding it over to Neija, and before the shuttlecock even passed over the net, she had pounced to counter Neija’s spike. So worked up, they ended up colliding in midair with the net between asian them and then falling on their backs. The shuttlecock, knocked back by Neija’s racket, flew through the air, bounced off Sonja’s head, and landed at her feet. “Master and Neija win!” Jenny cheered as she jumped up and down like Sonja had before. The japan fatigue of the game had slowed down my thought processes, because one moment I was standing in the corner of the court, and the next thing I knew, Neija was hugging me tightly, our sweaty bodies pressed tightly together. “We won! We won!” Then as soon as she had appeared, she let me go and walked away, apparently having remembered her grudge. “Well, before Vickie and I met, I lived in St. Louis, Missouri. Lucy took my hand and japanese walked me to the bar. I’m sure she must have gone in the back when that customer left and relieved her tension. “Would you and Emily go with japan me to the zoo next Saturday?” I asked. The intensity of the sexual energy flowing through her was unbelievable. Even if I do have a cute tush.” cock was about ready to start squirting exotic again. “How did that make the difference?” We were looking at each other pussy eyes when she reached up asian with her tiny hand grasping my shaft. I love you. I told them they needed to get naked if they wanted to make anything happen.