The boys argue about Lauren

"How could THAT be Lauren?" One of the nude men gestured Lauren's way. Lauren, still totally lost in her orgasm, found her eyes just looking at their nude bodies, barely registering their words.

"Yeah, I've seen Lauren!" Another football player said. "She's smoking hot and has huge tits! She's not some no tits, tubby girl!"

"Yeah, and there's no way THE LAUREN ADKINS would be getting off spying on the boys locker room!" Another pointed out. "It's crazy!"

"I'm telling you, that's her!" The first man insisted firmly. "She must have gone crazy or be super horny or something!"

Lauren meanwhile, struggled to right herself. She stood on her bare feet, slipping on the tile floor. Her knees were half buckled. Her whole body shined with sweat. Feminine juices ran down her thighs. She had a trail of drool down her face, her hair was wild and her eyes lusty and semi coherent. She knew she had to do something... say something. But what?