Then when I went to bed I saw her in the nighty and her nighty is scrolled till her thighs and she is looking great in that scene.I controlled my self.... And I went to sleep in the hall and I masturbated thinking of her that night I never sleep in her thoughts. I masturbated 2 to 3 times that day. The next day she went to computer class in morning and when she came back home she cried to me.I asked what happen to her she told me that she fell down from the vehicle and her leg is paining then I. I continued sucking his cock and he put his hand on my head and started shoving his cock in my mouth. Gagging me over and over. Rick stood up and told me to take off my dress. I took it off and he shoved his cock right back in my mouth. Standing over me he was face fucking me bad, gagging me constantly, I could feel my spit dripping off my chin all over my chest. Rick said you’re a good little bitch aren’t ya. Yes I replied anything you want baby. Rick said good now stand up. He pulled. He almost turned around and left when he saw the man's mood. The coach was definitely not happy. At Cal's questioning look, the coach asked "Did your girlfriend talk you into it? I sure hope so because I need some good news right now." Yes, she talked me into it. Did you doubt that she would?" Cal said."Well, that's one smart woman, and I was hopeful. You seemed dead set against it, though," the coach responded."She's thinking of becoming a psychiatrist, you know," Cal explained. "It sure. .." She control you as well?" Freddie asked, "maybe through Michelle?" Yeah, probably, and through The Curse. She's knows how important the band is to me and Michelle." And she stumbles and you're there to pick her up, cover her arse, smooch up the press so they'll go easy? You know your way around the entertainment scene, you mentor her, refine the music and give her the vehicle she needs to stand on stage. It seems to me she'll outgrow you and then what?" I always thought it likely and some.