"Do I want to hear this?"I shrugged. "I quit football today. So, Mom, when's dinner? It smells great."Mom gave her head a small shake. "If you could r...eally smell it, you wouldn't say that. It's tuna noodle casserole, not one of you favorites. And dinner's in twenty minutes, so you have plenty of time for your story."So I gave them an abridged version of playing for Parker and deciding to quit."But you've played for coaches you didn't like before," Mom pointed out."But never one I didn't. I did no such thing.”The man smiles and holds out his hand. He helps the teen to her feet while catching the slight amusement in her voice. Her skirt has an elastic waistband so he hooks a finger over the side and pulls it out and slightly down. “Look for yourself,” he says, being a gentleman and not looking himself.Tabitha already knows, so she doesn’t have to look. But it is so much more fun pretending not to know she did wrong than to admit that she is well aware of the fact. So she glances. Phir meine apna haath niche sarkaya aur unke boobs dabaya… Uff kya soft soft boobs the unke itne bade aur soft soft kya sexy lag rahe the.Mein toh pagal ki tarah unhe daba raha tha aur aunty b moan kar rahi thi aur mera lund hila rahi thi. Phir meine unke t shirt me haath dala aur unke bra ko niche sarkaya aur unke boobs dabane laga unke nipples ko rub kar raha tha pinch kar raha tha.Aunty toh kapne lagi. Meine kaha chalo changing room me jate hai phir me unka haath pakad k unhe andar changing. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don’t like this type of erotica please don’t read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggestions for what will happen to the characters in to the story. * Josh pulled back from the kiss and looked down at Katrina as she lay under him. Her long black hair spread out around her heart shaped face against the pink.