I know that’s trite, but she believes it. Dad believes it. We go to church, and you know what the church teaches, but if you look around you’ll se...e how many people don’t take that message to heart.So I have a goal. I may be reaching for the stars, but we’re meant to reach. We’re meant to keep our eyes on the divine.I am not going to be diverted by some eighteen year old jock whose parents gave him his very own new pickup truck.LenaOkay, I read that one with a catch in my throat. Now she’d ruled. He said that he enjoyed my blowjob and sat down on the chair removing his shorts leaving him naked from the waist down. I stood staring at his growing cock as he grabbed my hips and turned me around. I felt his hand moving my panties aside and he pulled me onto his lap until I felt his stiff cock and that gorgeous hard head teasing my asshole.He spit into his hand and slathered it around the opening and into my ass. Without a word he pulled me onto his huge cock with a forceful and deliberate. Frowning she sat perched on the toilet seat as she wiped away the moisture that had accumulated during her last class. Mr. Torres had been the Teacher for her last class. He had repeatedly asked his students to call him Ben but she couldn’t bring herself to do that. His tall athletic build dwarfed Susie’s five foot three stature and she often wondered what it would be like to have his hard body crushed against hers. Sighing she pulled the sheer lacy thong up, washed her hands, and left for her. Once we,d sampled a roast beef with Yorkshire puddings, mashed potatoes and peas with my first “trifle” for dessert we were made to watch a few old soap operas before being left to “listen to records” for two hours in the lounge so immediately Sarah put on an album, turned down the lights and she took an old raggedy bath towel and lay it over the settee. “What,s that for?” I asked. “Mum,ll do her nut if we get cum stains on her settee!” she explained and proceeded to kick off her shoes. She,d.