After a minute or two, Coach H silently rolled me over onto my stomach. His hand immediately went under my shorts and to my anus. He slowly worked ...his finger into my hole. Without lubrication it was a bit rough. Coach H slid entirely under the bed covers and pulled my shorts down. I felt his touch start to explore my hole. After a while his tongue went away and his finger came back. It slid into my hole with ease. After fingering me I felt Coach H slide his body up and over mine until. I licked her thighs. I ran my tongue in circles on her thighs, licked her and at last put my mouth on her pussy lips.I started licking with tongue from the lower side of the pussy lip and moved my tongue all the way up to her clit. I did this repeatedly in long strokes on each side one by one. At this moment I felt her hands on my head. All she said in a whispering husky voice “dirty boy” but did not stop me. One lip after the other I licked. My cock was in miserable condition so I got rid of. New tires, new shocks (I bounced on the front bumper to check them), clean under the hood and in the cab. I asked "How long has she been sitting here?", and got the answer "Oh, couple of days" from one of the farmers. I knelt down and looked under the engine - not a fresh drop of oil or anything else to be seen: no leaks of any of the engine fluids."She looks pretty good." I admitted, "but how's the engine?"One of the farmers told me "Rebuilt a couple weeks ago. She's been drove enough to break. Being a school-boy made it hard to seek the sex I desired. Luckily, I was blessed with two sexual partners during my school life, both of which had to be kept secret for various reasons. The first of these partners was vivacious, friendly and was also the school’s biggest slut. Simply to be seen with her one on one was grounds for dismissal from most social groups. Perhaps her influence is what lead me onto my path today. She would often attempt to join the social group my friends were.