So I didn't have much choice." I see. And is this all that happened?" No, sir. Last week these guys, and several of their friends, were waiting for me... and two of my friends after school. I wasn't sure I could get the girls away from them safety, so I fought them again." So you have been in two fights?" Yes, sir." You said you could not get away. Did you do anything else to try and avoid the confrontation?" In the first fight, no. I was trying to get the girl free of them. They were already on. He got behind me, pulled me up and starting to fuck me doggy style. He had good a technique where he switched between a hard, fast fucking rhythm and a slower more powerful stroke. Each time, his balls slapped my ass with a sound that was starting to become hypnotic. He panted and called me baby and asked me if I enjoyed daddy’s fat cock in my pussy.I could only groan, "Yes daddy! Fuck me daddy, Fuck me harder!" I was completely focused on the pleasure that he was providing my hole and had not. I turned as red as a beet in embarrassment.“Don’t let it worry you, dear,” Aunt Grace who was near us told me. “When two young people are in love, they often lose track of everything but each other.” There were several more slow dances, but Owen and I were more careful to pay attention to the music.I had noticed while dancing that there were several small barrels of beer or ale near the serving line, and that many of those present were enjoying their drinks. Owen went over to try some of it. And I used Cait's vibrator a lot but it really wasn't enough even though it was great but I think it was just knowing about all those other things that I knew where there but couldn't get to that made Cait's toy just kinda insufficient, and I felt like a desperate d**g addict when I was going through their room and all their stuff looking for the key or maybe something they had forgotten to put back in the closet, with my pussy aching and soaking wet and in their bathroom I found Cait's dad's.