As I was putting them on, he led me to the end spot where we could watch the two lab techs firing the guns.Sanchez pointed to a spot where I could sta...nd and see everything. He then proceeded to stand right behind me, kinda close enough to smell his aftershave.At the first gun going off, I jumped a little. Sanchez reached his arms out and grabbed my waist to hold me steady. I relaxed and put my hands on his arms to let him know I liked it.After several minutes, his hands were firmly on my body. I've never told anyone about that hot summer's afternoon some ten years ago now but I had often re-lived it inside my head. I slipped out of my bed and headed downstairs to our small kitchen where I poured myself a glass of cold water. My dream was alive inside my head and my body was still reacting to those thoughts.It had been a hot summer that year and that afternoon I had donned my squaw outfit for the very last time. The seven buttons down the front were pulling as my growing body was now. “That’s a good slut! Now maybe this little white shit here will clean you out before my sperm can do its job. Get over here little dick and clean her out!” the coach yelledRob moved between Melissa’s thighs and lowered his mouth to her freshly fucked pussy. He started to lick with reluctance but soon began to like the taste of her juices mixed with the black coach’s sperm. His little cock was hard again and he started jacking off as the coach laughed.Melissa felt another orgasm build as the boy. “I promise not to touch her first. If she wants to touch me, well, I'm not going to stop her. Come on, you're wasting my time. Show me into her room, or show me the door.”Miranda hesitated only another moment, seeing the look on his face and the knowing smile on his mouth. She went deeper into the apartment and took him to her daughter's room.“Go in and explain what she is about to see. I'll give you one minute,” he said, his smile broadeningMiranda went in and saw her daughter laying on her.