Nash stood there, his chest rising and falling in heavy breaths, sweat trickling down his muscled body like rivers on a map.
His cock, still rock hard and slick with Nia's cum, pointed straight at Salida like an arrow ready to strike.
He locked eyes with her, like a predator announcing the doom of his victim.
This was the moment he'd been building to, Salida, the player who'd annoyed him the most during the match, now naked and trembling before him.
Payback time.
Salida stared back, her glasses fogged, but her wide eyes clear enough to show the hunger burning inside.
Her full, round breasts heaved with each quick breath, her dark nipples hard as pebbles. Her olive skin glistened under the dim lights, and her thighs pressed together, trying to hide the wetness dripping down her legs.
She'd watched him fuck Alicia and Nia into screaming messes, and now his cock, still throbbing, veins bulging, not even softening after two massive loads, made her head spin.
