Elaine was not open-mouthed for long, though. "I almost forgot that!" Elaine said as she mimicked Cheryl's bouncing action. She hoped her shaking was ...not too obvious."Sheee-ittt!" Cousin swore. "What you gonna fight with, huh? You hear that, Pat?" Well? What did you expect us to do?" Cheryl asked in a sarcastic voice."We expect you to just enjoy it," Big Kid snarled.Cheryl had to work very hard at sounding calm when she said "Oh, so you came to rape us, huh?" Thought you were alone," Pat said. "Fuck it baby." he said.I obeyed his command, and began moving my body. He put his hands on my shoulder blades, and lifted my body slightly. As he did, he picked up the pace. I had a mirror on my dresser on the other side of the bedroom, far enough away to see my bed. I turned my head right, and looked into the mirror. I could see his cock going in and out of me, my breasts moving back and forth, in unison with our skin slapping together. I noticed that the bed sheets were off of the top of the. When his fingertips then trailed up the inside of one of the youngster's quivering thighs, she gasped; instinctively, she humped down at his hand."Ooooo, Dad ... Touch me ... Ah, there... ," she moaned. "Please ... Make me feel good... !"Al's lips followed the trail blazed by his wandering hand.Michelle had both hands on her father's head, her fingers twined in his hair as his lips descended and eagerly kissed, sucked and tongued the young flesh; first on one hip, and then moving tortuously. I wasn't really used to physical activity at all. Itdidn't help that Mr. Miller, the coach for the boys, was far more lenientwhen it came to sports. Usually he would just put us through some half-assed stretching routine and then let us play soccer or basketball forthe rest of the time. I resentfully looked over to the boys in thefurther end of the gym where they spent their rather relaxed course.Some of them were obviously staring at the girls quite openly. Not that Iblamed them since most of.