“Here we see the male Floridian in his natural state.” She narrated, sounding a bit too much like David Attenborough, “He’s a young buck testing his luck against a fertile female. His approach was perfect, but the female demands a demonstration of social prowess before she lets him into her nest.” He just stood there, smiling and blushing. “Magnificent.” Josie commentated with hushed gravity, “Truly, a remarkable beast. Despite the pull of a billion years of evolution, this young male has chosen to remain chaste.” There was stifled laughter from all around the atrium, and the boy looked like he wanted to find a hole and die in it. Kelsey softened the blow by giving him a congenial hug, but she’d already neutered him. I felt a measure of relief, and also a swell of pride for my daughters, who a year ago would’ve run to me for aid in japanese such a situation. “ARE YOU READY?” Came the voice from the speaker, electronic synths playing in the background. The players shuffled around, each pair turning toward one of four entrances that cornered the atrium. “LASER TAAAAAAAG!” Roared the voice, and the doors opened. “This way!” Josie shouted gleefully, and pulled me around the corner. JOSIE The arena looked like a retro dance club, with blacklights, neon signs, and blue strobes all interrupting the pervading darkness. There was something about the confines of electric blackness that thrilled me. In a club, people’s faces were illuminated in high contrasts of chromatic hues, making them seem almost nonhuman, almost demonic with the flashing asian lights reflecting off their eyes. It awoke those primal instincts of dancing before the flickering bonfire, where languages died, and small tits only the communication of flame-bathed bodies and infernal gazes mattered. It was intimate, and a girl could be carried away with the smell of hot bodies saturating her sinuses, the rub of flesh from all around, the grasping of hands and the seeking of fingers between her thighs. It was the darkness that kept it all secret, and the darkness that let her lose herself so easily. I just needed to get Dad alone, and let the darkness do the rest. “I’ll take point.” I whispered to Dad. “I got your six.” We crept through the chamber, peering around barriers, following the tracks of neon lights that pathed the floor. The scoreboard on the wall read, “6-6-6-6,” babe with our pairing being the last six. The scoring was simple: if your team scored a hit, your team got a point; if your team got hit, your team lost a point. If your score was zero, your team was eliminated. Each gun had five shots before a reload, which was a ten-second downtime of holding a button and cursing to yourself while your vest vibrated with confirmed enemy hits. “Three o’clock!” Dad hissed. I turned just in time to see a shadow moving against the far wall. I raised my gun and fired, but he was faster, and I felt two quick buzzes of my vest. He ducked blowjob behind an obstacle before Dad could even the score. It took almost no time at all to bring each other to the edge. “Don't you want to play with me?” she asked in such a pouting, purring tone. He wanted a retry of the night before when he attempted to small tits deep-throat her, babe and she wanted to satisfy him this time. Well, how could he refuse an invitation like that? Daring outfits. He shot her a dirty scowl. “Have fun.” I groaned as japanese I got up. “Keep going.” Dad said, and I did. All this goes through Sarah’s head as she pirouettes one more time and is now facing him. Content and at peace with himself, still towelling himself dry he came back. “FUCK ME YOU BASTARDS…….. “That's why. Sandy knew that when her body could no asian longer stand the constant stimulation that her blowjob mind would cave and call her mistress and beg for release. “Okay, I get it, the crush thing is weird, whatever. Multiple orgasms just seemed to merge into one never ending gigantic orgasm.