Angelina Jolie Lesbian Scene!

“Deal,” I said, “you want ball first?” “Nope, you take it, you’re gonna need it.” I started out at the three point line, dribbling in my left hand. I tried to go left, and she let me, I ran down the key and to the hoop, laying one in. “That’s one!” I shouted triumphantly. I turned around to see Bella waiting for me, her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts. We locked eyes, and then she pulled them down, bending over as she did. They hit the ground and she stepped out of them, kicking them off the court. She stood there for a second, her hands on her hips, letting me gaze in awe shower at her near naked body. Her strong bronze legs seemed to go forever, finally meeting underneath her black panties. Finally, she broke my trance, “Check it up Z, or else you won’t see anything else.” I quickly got the ball and then checked it, pushing to her left. Despite the lack of clothes, Bella seemed as comfortable as ever on the court. I tried to drive on her again, but she poked it away and chased the ball down, starting off on my right. She started to drive on me, but I over-pursued and she pulled up a mid-range shot, getting nothing but net. “Lose the shirt Zack,” she taunted. “Oh, I see,” I shot back as I pulled my shirt off, “you get to pick what I take off, but you pick what you take off.” We checked the ball, “Don’t worry, if you can score again, you can pick what I take off.” She winked and then blew past me, laying one in easily. “You have to put up more of a fight than that, you know.” She just loved talking smack to me. I quickly disposed of my shorts, leaving me only in my grey boxers. I could feel my dick starting to harden in my boxers, and I prayed she didn’t notice cuty it. We checked it up again without a word, and she started to dribble to her left. I followed her closely, determined not to lose my last piece of clothes left. She tried to cross me over, and I poked at the ball, but movie nothing from either side. She drove, finally, putting up a teardrop from the foul line that missed off to the right. I grabbed the rebound and cleared it hurriedly. I was in the right corner now, Bella giving me tits a small lane to the basket down the baseline. I took it, barreling down as fast as I could, which was a little too fast as I had to try a reverse layup to even think about scoring. Shockingly, it missed as my momentum carried me away. By the time I could get back to the game, she had thrown it up and in. I lost. As I walked back towards her, Bella’s face was covered in a devilish smile. As I approached the key, Bella beckoned to me, “Lose them, Zack.” “Do I really have to do this?” I asked, hoping there was amateur a way out besides showing my best friend my boner “Yeah, you do.” I blushed and swore under my breath, there was no way I was getting out of this. Tell me your motivations, your goals, the stories in your head. Fuck like animals? She wasn't a slut or a whore. She turned so that Nero could see cuty her pussy. I quickly pulled up my jeans and muscled my erect cock away from sight, but she couldn’t stop staring at me. She informed him of some facts that he was evidently unaware of and needed to know to prevent a tipping over of amateur the fine balance that he was trying to manage in his home life. “Not a thing.” “What a fool,” I said, my tail slashing behind me. “Why would anyone want to be with someone who cheats on them and hurts them? "Come on, why are you pretending to be mad. "THINK I HAVE A CHANCE OF WINNING?" she teased, her blue eyes laughing. Her crotch shower smacked my rump, the echo of flesh drowned out by the cheers around me. I groaned at the hot pleasure surging down my shaft at the feel of her. “No… I guess not.” I broke their stares. As she tits said it she looked at me for approval. “I thought you’d never ask, Sir Watson.” she replied in a well-executed British accent. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, with me working in Portugal for nearly two years movie now, forming relationships with a holidaymaker could be awkward, once they were back home. "You, just go to bed." She laughed “I haven’t done that yet but if I did, I’d put them in a baggie under my pillow. Victoria left without waking me that morning.