His house. Whenever I pictured the scene, I only had to Jack off for about 5 minutes before I blew my load. Now Ryan and I joked a lot about being gay..., we would do things as jokes, but whenever it came to actual gay stuff, it seemed to repulse him. Friday, normal day, normal schedual. Or so I thought. I went through my day, high school, first four periods, lunch, fifth, and finally sixth. I had sixth, math, with Ryan. It was a trig day, and the teacher asked us to split up into pairs.. By his first mighty stroke my hymen got burst, and some blood came out from my pussy. He tried many poses in fucking and after about half an hour he cummed on my face and tits. I was helpless as no other option was with me except to obey them. Then they ordered me to take shower for cleaning my body and blood clad pussy and put on my dress again. When I finished then I asked them to make me free. They said ok but first have a meet with their boss. They took me to an office like room and I found. What if I couldn't figure out what to do? What if I hurt her? Was Pete going to be watching and coaching? Would that make me freeze up? What if she chickened out? What if I chickened out?I avoided the Myer's family as much as I could. Avoiding Pete turned out to be easy. He had a new friend, Ryan, who had a car, a beautiful '55 Chevy. So Pete was hanging out with him a lot. I came up with some flimsy excuses to get out of a couple of dinner invitations from Anne Myers. The thought of sitting. She wanted to be manhandled and like it. Amy started rubbing herself a lot faster and getting closer to having an orgasm. Her panties were getting really wet. She moved the fabric aside and put 2 fingers into her pussy.The girl in the field had received enough. Her pussy had received enough attention. She started begging quietly at first to be fucked harder and faster. She then screamed loudly like a person in trouble. She yelled for the man repeatedly to fuck her harder and faster. As.