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Pls continue TS
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Camping here
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TS, got picture how DOREEN looks like?
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Time: 824pm
Settings: Unknown Carpark of the Netball competition venue Where the hell am I?! I stop my car, turned off the headlights, to try and Google Maps the actual venue. This is pretty much the only carpark I’ve found after having drove in circles for the past 5 mins. I’m pretty sure this is not the carpark because it’s dark, isolated and there’s only 4 cars parked here (which is theoretically impossible for a finals game). Just as I was about to exit the carpark, I see this tall familiar looking figure wearing a light blue Netball Jersey standing behind a white Mitsubishi Lancer. I look at the Jersey that Doreen had left in my car, it’s the exact same one. I’m certain that the person is Jill. What’s she doing here?! I tilt my head a little and see her talking to a guy. No the guy’s not Mr. Sim. Seems much younger than Mr. Sim. I have never seen him before and I’ve never known Jill to be attached. At this moment, Jill starts to turn her head to look around her surroundings. I quickly duck my head and slowly peek back up. She and the unknown guy started walking towards the bushes behind the carpark. I slowly drive my car over towards the bushes they headed. At this moment, I see the both of them stripping. Jill, removing the jersey of hers, in a striking pink sports bra with matching undies, the guy totally naked, standing infront of her. Off came her sports bra, they started making out. *Hollllyyyy Cooowwww* This is the 2nd time I am witnessing Jill’s body bare in 2 consecutive days. They are making out innately, the guy’s hands move towards her undies, pushing them down. I see Jill, passionately licking his neck, up to his ears. The guy, moving his arms back and forth her genitals, (he must be fingering her). I can see Jill’s head tucking back everytime the guy uses more force. She bits her lips, closes her eyes… she must be enjoying this. My dick starts to erect, I can’t take this no more, I have to ejaculate. In no time, their positions changed, this time the guy standing behind her, Jill back facing the guy with her arms holding on to a nearby tree for support. He’s wholeheartedly fucking her from behind. I can tell that Jill’s loving it, she turns back to look at him from time to time, still biting her lips. The guy starts thrusting faster and faster. Then he stopped, pulled out and ejaculated at the back of her body. (What the….) At this moment, I ejaculated as well. FREAK! I had forgotten to video down the process again. The duo quickly dresses up and enters the Lancer they were standing by. They drove off and I tailed them closely. The car stopped infront of a complex (I’m guessing this must be the correct venue). Jill alights and rushes up the flight of stairs. I continue to follow the car to the nearest carpark. *this fella must be her boyfriend. Does he know of her dirty secret with Mr. Sim?!* Multiple thoughts run through my mind. I parked my car and head towards the sporting venue. |
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Nice update TS
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Thanks for updating bro
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TS, interesting story. Just upped you with my 13 silver bullets. Bring on the story.
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Camping for more updates
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Time: 855pm
Settings: Netball competition venue I run towards Doreen’s teammate – Van, to hand her Doreen’s jersey. There were ushers standing around the court, preventing spectators from standing too near the boundaries of the court. Van passes Doreen her jersey after which she ran towards the restroom. It was easy spotting Jill amongst the rest of them being significantly taller. I can see the perspiration causing her hair to stick to her forehead from the intense session she had earlier. The thought of it still makes me uneasy at the bottom, I look around me to try and spot the guy with her earlier but can’t seem to identify him. Mr. Sim is still acting normally discussing with the girls about the game’s strategy. Doreen joins the team having changed from her warm-up attire. The game starts with the introduction of both team players as well as the referees for the game. The opponents got introduced then comes our team. The crowd cheers at the announcement of Doreen, Chealsea, Jill, Van and Peifen, Glad and Abby. The 7 gorgeous ladies on the court representing my school. Looking at each of their bodies… and Mr. Sim perpetually looking at them from top to toe… DAMN IT! I can’t help but wonder how many of them actually struck somewhat a ‘deal’ with him. What’s with the deal anyways?! I still can’t figure out. Then the introduction of the referees, Clement Zhou – I KNOW HIM! – The guy in the parking lot with Jill earlier. He’s the referee for this game?! ???????! I’m left super puzzled as to what’s happening. The game starts…. And the girls start perspiring. The soaked wet singlet sticking to their slender bodies. I shake myself into conscious, now’s no time to be drooling over their bodies. I have to support Doreen. Soon it was the final quarter – our team is behind by 2 points. At this moment, Doreen jumps up to catch a pass from Chelsea.. what a catch. Unfortunately, the opponent who was guarding her – Mabel, got too near. Upon landing, Doreen steps on Mabel’s foot. Doreen: *OUCHHH* she screams as she releases the ball. The referee blows the whistle to put the game to a halt. In my mind *SHIT, F*ck!* Something bad must have happened. Doreen starts rolling on the floor holding on to her leg. I tried to push my way down to the court only to be stopped by the ushers. Only affiliates of the team were allowed near the court. At this moment, Mr. Sim and Rand (The physiotherapist) lifted Doreen out of the court. I can’t help but notice, Mr. Sim holding Doreen by the thighs (FU*CKING bastard I swear I’d skin him alive if he were to move his hands any higher) ONLY TO REALIZE, Rand, who was lifting Doreen from the back through her armpits, had his palms on her breasts. I immediately had a hard-on. I can’t possibly stop him. And in a brief moment, they let Doreen down at the side of the court. No one seemed to have noticed except myself. Doreen must be in real pain to not have noticed. Her hands still wrapped around her head seemingly in excruciating pain. |
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The game had to continue with a substitution. It was really intense but my focus was all on Doreen. I see Rand rubbing her inner thighs – for unknown reasons (clearly making use of whatever chances he could to touch her). Her FBT flaps are exposed showing off the clear white panties that even I could see from afar. I’m starting to get really turned on here. The game continues - Clement starts calling fouls on the opposition team repeatedly. These fouls were in favour to Jill who had repeated tries in the penalty area. Alas the game was over. Because of the penalties awarded, Doreen’s team overcame the odds and were crowned the Champion. The team ran towards Doreen to celebrate in their captain’s presence. Netball Team: WE DID IT WE DID IT!!!! (Jumping around in unison) Doreen: I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU GIRLS!! We overcame it all!!! (trying to celebrate while on the floor) Mr. Sim was in part of that circle and his hands were all over the place – I know what he’s thinking but he’s clearly trying to make it discrete that asshole. I tried to walk over but the ushers are still preventing spectators from entering the court till after the prize presentation. |
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