As Kendji walked away, leaving Lucas and his team utterly defeated, Lucas called after her. "Wait, wait!" he shouted, rushing over to catch up with her.

"Okay, okay," Lucas relented, "You won fair and square." He looked at her with a mix of respect and lust. "I guess you get to do whatever you want with us."

Kendji smirked wickedly at him, enjoying the power she had over him now. "Let's go then,"

Part in the locker room

Kendji entered the locker room confidently, still feeling the adrenaline from winning the match coursing through her veins. Her teammates congratulated her on the great game, but she waved them off.

"I need some alone time right now," Kendji said decisively. As soon as they left and the door shut behind them, Kendji turned to face Lucas and his team.

"So boys," she started seductively, "what are we waiting for?"

Lucas grinned wickedly as he felt her body begin to tremble underneath him. Just as she was on the brink of orgasm, he withdrew his fingers and stood up, towering over her. "Not yet," he growled. "You're not done here."

He turned around and gestured for one of his teammates to come forward. The young man eagerly obeyed, stepping closer and dropping to his knees between Andy Shum's spread legs.

The other player looked up at Lucas with a mix of lust and nervousness in his eyes before focusing on the object of his desire. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Andy Shum's folds and began to taste her, lapping at her juices like a starving man at a feast. She cried out as he touched her, arching her back off the bench in desperation for more contact.