The thrill of winning was mixing with the endorphins of her exertion and causing her to unwind. Finally, it was asian the last match, me and Neija vs Momo and Sonja, with everyone watching. “Yeah! I finally get to play with Master! Hi, Master! This is so much fun!” Sonja was as sunny as usual, not even appearing tired after hours of japan playing. Momo, on the other hand, was focused as a laser. “Momo wants that cake, Master,” she said 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 oriental 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 exotic 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 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 fatigue of the game had slowed down my thought processes, because one moment I was standing in the corner of japanese 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. But everyone else was celebrating, overjoyed by the fun we’d all had. In the crowd, Lorraine came up behind me. “Man, she’s the queen of tsunderes, isn’t she?” “I don’t know what that means, but I can guess,” I said. “Also, can you please stop grabbing my ass?” She instead squeezed. “Honk! Honk!” The tournament had definitely accomplished one of my goals: everyone was tuckered out, and many had gained a nice tan. There was only enough strength to scarf down lunch, after which, it was a lazy afternoon of showering and napping. Hesitantly she said, “A few days ago I was out with some of my girlfriends. When I reached for the door, I felt her hand on my ass. Before Suzi could question her further, Kelly clicked on the TV so they could watch the latest 'romcom' they had agreed on earlier in japanese the day. I saw the muscles in his back moving, his ass cheeks clenching, it was a beautiful sight. He added, "We oriental do know of all the secret exits, ma'am." His gaze magnified it because that warm tight feeling in my pussy was from him looking at me. We arrived back at the house and Leah nervously climbed out of the car. She had my night of sexual awaking all planned and didn't exotic intend to deviate from that plan. Dad japan immediately pulled his hand away and got up, as did Uncle Dan. asian Definitely not an octopus. I said. I was just never that interested, I guess. I pulled my sopping wet fingers from Lisa's holes and offered my pussy soaked finger to Steve to smell!" Introspectively, I realized this kind of volatile reaction was why my clansmen were afraid to approach me these days, but it didn’t stop me from kicking Jefrok through the outhouse door on my way to Trenok’s hut.