The devise is lowered and I'm on my stomach on a table. My legs are held wide apart and I feel two cocks forcing their way into my pussy. Oh that's no...t enough, some sick bastard rams a beer bottle into my ass. Two perverts are plastering my tits with hickies and bites. What the fuck, a guy in a suit stands on a table unzips his pants and hauls out the king of cocks. It's got to be a foot long, and bigger around than any I've ever seen. He holds it to my lips and says, at least lick it, If you. That night Missy was dressed to kill, but she always looked that way. I was just settling in with the kids, starting to play a video game with Gopher, when she came down. I loved the way her jeans hugged her beautiful curves and her shirt was just right on her body. I was glad right then and there to be where I was and who I was. She smiled and gave me a hug and kissed the kids. Then she left, after a few hours and about a million video games the kids were out of it. Gopher was lying on my. "Sandra, the preacher's daughter, told me about it today. They heard it all right but she didn't say you got fired over it. Jeeze Mom. A preacher sniffing his daughter's panties and getting caught? What is so funny about that? How could you? And you got fired. Now what will we do? You were going to buy me an outfit for the freshman dance from your next check." Oh we'll get by honey." Vicky replied. "And I'll get my job back. Jake can't do without me." Yeah but not before the dance" Pam said. I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean.” I snatched the marker out of his hand and scribbled all over the mess of loops and circles and Xs. “You’re going to run left, I’m going to throw you the ball, and we’re going to win. We don’t need to diagram it.” Everybody always wants to make things complicated. We should all just take a nap. The line assembled. I could see the coach glaring at me. He’d probably spent a lot of time drawing that picture while I’d been watching the Redhead.