So i hope you guys understand the sudden urge to fuck.This was at 1 in the night and the family decided to go off to sleep. The husband wanted to shar... the only seat they had with me and make his wife sleep on the floor. After a lot of deliberation they decided that the wife would sleep on the seat and the son and father would sleep on the floor.Soon we both adjusted ourselves on the seat and i made sure to keep my horniness to myself in case Sheila got offended with even a little bit of my. “S-sorry,” she said. She didn’t realize she’d been rocking her hips. “I - oh - just want to get better faster.” Was this still even a massage? No, she knew deep inside that it wasn’t. She had seen the way coach looked at her during practice and on campus; the way his gaze lingered on her. God, his fingers must be knuckle deep.Coach withdrew his fingers and slap your pussy. The pain was delicious but jarring. “I said, take it slow.” He rubbed her pussy as if to brush aside the stinging pain. The. I remember cumming so fucking hard! Quick spurts shoot from my cock to my face; hitting my forehead and cheeks and I lick some of it off. My orgasm makes me collapse, I even leak more from his cock. The realization hits me of what is happening to me; the shame of the whole thing, how dirty it was, that taboo that follows a hick, Christian town. What would our other friends think? What would are parents think? I couldn't think about that with his cock pumping in and out of me.He gasps and stops. Those pretty lips weren't smiling."Danny," said Melody, "This is April."Melody led her over to a chair. And she sat down."Hi April, its nice to meet you." I said cheerfully.She remained flat and emotionless. "Hi... actually we've known each other. We've had a lot of classes together."As we small talked about school I started rummaging through her head. If Melody wanted me to help her I had to know what was wrong. You can't fix a leaky sink in the kitchen by changing the spark plugs in the.