My hands ran over her body and I was hardening in anticipation of something more.Her hand moved down and gripped me. "From behind this time," she said... in silky tones.I got up and moved behind her. She watched me over her shoulder as I got into position. She guided me into her and as I began moving, enjoying the feel of our connection, I looked down.There was a gray circular mark on her back. It looked a lot like Fiona's but lacked some details.Other memories chained off that one. Repeatedly I. And maybe some of the other boys, too!"He might just as well have struck the mortified young teacher. The impact would have been no greater. As Champ came down over her, she raised her hands between them, planting them against his broad chest as if to hold him away. But he grabbed hold of the tennis racket, and began to thrust it deeper inside her than she herself had gone. With a cry of alarm, Alice stared at the big boy with horror while the delicious sensations continued to torment her. .. ? I just wasn’t paying attention.“It’s great to see you,” I told Stephanie and gave her a kiss on her left cheek. “And ... who’s this?” I asked, moving a long step backward. There was a little Stephie-clone hiding behind Stephanie’s left leg, which I noticed was bare beneath a skirt that came only to mid-thigh. Clearly Stephanie still had a streak of exhibitionism running through her.“This is Daphne ... Daphne, honey, can you say hello to Matt?”I squatted down on my haunches to get on eye. "Have I hurt you in anyway Heather?"I just shook my head while I cleared my throat."Do you trust me Heather?" I guess...I guess I do! I, my voice...I am confused." Would you like to continue our time together, Heather?"Yes, I nodded again further clearing my throat."There is no turning back now. This is your last chance to exit and Iwill return back all that I have done to you. I will place you back asthe ignorant boy which walked through that door. Are you sure? Heatherslut, are you sure you.