The school and its students were making state and national news for positive accomplishments. That was every school's goal and Sparta was doing it far... better than any other school in the state.When Steve and Gwen walked past the school trophy case, they had to stop and stare in surprise. The game ball with Gwen's name printed on it perched on a small pedestal. Hanging on the back wall of the case was Steve's football jersey with the number 12 barely discernible because of the blood that had. Abby pulled me back from her head. "Take off your clothes." I stood up and complied, stripping as quickly as I could. Abby rose from the bed and pulled off her shirt and bra. Grabbing my shoulders, she twisted me around. "Lay down," she said.I lay down on her bed, Abby wasting no time in climbing on top of me, straddling me. She laid herself down on top of me, breasts pressing into my chest, her mouth by my ear. I took a deep breath, smelling the lavender scent in her room mixing with the sweet. “No,” I cruelly denied her plea and pushed her away from me. Olivia relaxed every muscle in her body and closed her eyes. She didn’t want the new feeling of her body swaying effortlessly in mid-air to end. The swaying back and forth soothed her, quieted her mind, and aroused her. I untied the rope that was connected to her chest harness, and lowered her torso till her hair brushed against my bedroom floor, and tied it off. The rope around her hips and upper thighs bit harder into her. The hip. But he never penetrated me. As he promised, it didn’t take long for it to happen. Suddenly, my body got rock hard, my tiny toes curled uncontrollably, my back arched in the air and I exploded in spasms of intense pleasure, suspended in mid-air in ecstasy. When the orgasm subsided, I fell back on grandpa’s lap which was warm and felt wet. We didn’t say a word. We were both catching our breaths. I could feel his penis throbbing, just as my pussy still was.Are you OK honey? Did it feel good? I.