He walked over to where Sean was working and bent over to check it out. Shaking his head, he said, “There’s not a scrap of metal to be found here....”“That’s right,” Sean said.Clea picked up a piece of paper and said, “I found his plans.”“Can I see that?” Sean’s father asked heading over to where Clea was standing. She was holding the piece of paper in her hands. She rotated it around while studying the picture.“You can’t tell top from bottom on this,” Clea said.“Uh oh,” Sean said. He had a. .. mainly because there was nothing else I could do. Still it felt good to be back in my own bed again. Mr. Owens brought over a portable TV, and set it up in our room. It had a big pair of rabbit ears on the top of it, but it actually got a pretty good picture. That really helped to pass the time away until Aimee got out of school.By the time I got home there was only a week of school left, and during the last week the kids in school made me a big 'get well' card and they all drew pictures in. " He replied, "Come over and I will fuck you so many times you won't be able to walk. I will fuck that cunt and then your ass. Cram my cock down your throat. You will be a great cum slut for me. Obey me and let me do anything I want to your body. Lick my cock after I fuck you cunt and ass. Now bend over and let me see that ass of yours." She bent for him and he grabbed her hips and then began to spank her ass. He gave her over twenty smacks and watched her ass turn red. When it was beet red and. It was soft to the touch even though it was has hard as iron under my caressing fingers. He told me to show him what I had done to my cock to make myself cum, and I began to stroke his cock the way I had mine. It didn’t take long for the same thing to happen to Coach as had happened to me. But when his cum gushed out it spurted all over my chest, my arm and my hand. I didn’t withdraw my hand this time though, being intrigued with the gooey cream that coated my flesh. Coach reached down and.