. not a cheerleader. We're aware of one another, but don't even nod hello when we pass in the hallwaySo it was sort of weird to be lying in her bed.Na...ked.With her dad."Oh yeah," Mr. Miller grunted, as he thrust himself into me so hard I yelped out loud. "Take that big cock, you dumb little whore!"Lots of guys moan that their cocks are big, but Mr. Miller's really was. Too big for a girl as small as me. He knew it, too, but the old bastard liked to make me wince."Oh yeah, Mr. Miller," I wailed.. This stirred them into action and it didn't take long for the routine to set in as the students went about their tasks. Over the next couple of weeks they would work the site as they worked in the chamber with the statue it seemed that inhibitions were loosening up. Several of the students themselves would give in to their own desires at night. The comfort level would increase and a few of the students including a few of the girls who were exhibitionists including Allison herself would work. " Yeah. Guys like me need to learn how to cook. Maybe next year I'll take a home economics class."Kristen heard the sarcasm in my voice, and dispelled any argument with a kiss that tasted of Chablis."Hmmm," I said. "That wine is sweet. Or was that you?"My Goddess ignored the compliment and picked up a smart outfit. "What do you think? Think the green matches Patty's hair?" Patty's hair is red, not green," I pointed out.Kristen rolled her eyes and sighed."I need to get back to the kitchen and. Doing as I ask, she pushes the vibrating wand, into my accommodating vagina, her eyes like saucers as she pushes it deeper and deeper into me until it is buried to the hilt. I sigh deeply with contentment as my pussy is stretched and hugging the gentle pulsing member.“Hey, doesn’t it hurt, stretching you like that?” She is so much in awe, her voice is barely audible.“Oh no honey, it is wonderful! Yours will stretch like that but we need to take it slow with you.” I reassure her. “Now, twist the.