*The first part to this story can be found in my profile if you wish to read it, but you would probably get the gist of it if you want to just read this one too.*
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After what occurred in the previous part, let’s just say that Melissa was encumbered by some good ol’ fashioned Catholic guilt. You see, she was a good conservative Catholic girl who wanted to wait until marriage to have sex. But, just before my game, my mental was down bad and I . . . um . . . well, I told her I wanted to have sex. To my great surprise, she actually offered me a handjob, and that progressed to me fucking her tits and accidentally cumming on her face.
It was amazing—and I have no idea if it really made me play better, but I played great.
After that game though, Melissa told me about the guilt she had for us doing what we did. She said, “I’m glad it helped you, but it can’t happen again. It’s a sin!” Not exactly what I wanted to hear, especially because I was hoping it would happen before my next game as well.