Fact five, Facts one through four didn't add up.The water was just getting comfortable when I stepped out and started drying myself off. Something was... going on."That was fast," Mom said when I came out, dressed in jeans and a turtleneck sweater."Should I wake Traci for breakfast?" Your dad took Traci shopping an hour ago."Fact six, Dad was shopping when he should have been working. Fact seven, Dad hates shopping, especially with Mom or Traci. Fact eight, somebody had to be dying.Mom brought out. The cheering got even louder. Now Sarah moved back to the first man in the semi-circle and lent forward, pressing her tits right up in his face. Oh he loved it. Then Sarah did what all the men in the room were hoping for. She reached down, picked his wrists up and put his hands on her tits. She moved back a bit so they weren’t pressed into his face and so he could see his hands on them. He felt them, he squeezed them, he groped them. Sarah looked so happy. She let him have a good feel, then. I wrap them around him and pull him in close. Without thinking, I slap him hard across the face. This catches Joe off guard momentarily and forces him back. His dick pulls out of my entrance. Hi rubs his cheek while he glares at me, then he gives an sly smile as if to say, "Ok. You like it rough huh? I can do that." Then, he launches himself back on me. I slap him two more times as he's fucking, but this time he doesn't back off. Instead, he comes in close and smothers me so I don't have room. She had slipped around behind him, and was leaning over him as he copied notes, her body pressed against his. He decided not to point it out to her; no point in embarrassing the girl. Besides, he was enjoying the feeling of a young girl against his body, and it was entirely innocent anyway.He had just found the section which she had skipped, when suddenly he realised that she was no longer leaning against his back. Rather, she was slowly rubbing up and down. He wasn't sure whether he should say.