The following was actually turned in by two of his English students:The story:(First paragraph by Rebecca)At first Laurie couldn't decide what kind of...tea she wanted. Chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up. "Here," she said, gently grabbing his hand and bringing it to his owngroin. She put one of his own fingers on his clit. "You play with it,gently like I was, while I look for something." He did as he was told,making gentle circles. He still felt the pressure building, but helonged for her touch again. His other hand came up to his breast,gently grabbing his nipple. That helped get him part of the way back towhere he had been.He barely heard her rifling through her room. "Now where would I. Grandpa backed a Major out of the pen, then took him to the centre of the barn, tethering him to a rail.“See that spunk leaking out of her cunt,” he said to Suzy, “get down under her and let some of it drop onto your face and titties.” Suzy felt a surge of excitement being told to do something that most women would find abhorrent. She got down onto hands and knees on the straw covered floor, crawling into the pen, then turning over and lying directly between the mare’s back legs.“Be careful. " Adriana stumbled to a stop when her eyes fell on her daughter's chest, one breast showing as she buttoned her shirt. With Paulette's flushed face and the unbuttoned shirt, it was obvious what she had been doing. Adriana felt her pussy flood at the thought of Paulette fucking her brother in the barn. "Oh, I think I know what took you two so long," she tried to say in a normal voice, but giggled before she could stop herself.Paulette replied with a mostly-straight face, "He raped me, Mom. I.