God, how I love to be dominated. Oliver was whispering in my ear, telling what they were going to do,“We’re going to take turns filling your holes... My young cock is going to fuck your cunt, then your ass and then you are going to suck it clean, is that ok Katie?” More an instruction than a question. I love my pussy rubbed whilst being choked, so forcefully. They were so strong that I was putty in their hands, I just had to go with it - lucky me.I was twisted, forcefully, onto the bed, on all. I was woken up at 9 by my mother and was told I needed to take a shower because we would be leaving for church shortly. It took a lot of my strength but I finally stirred from my bed, morning wood at full mass, and clamored toward the bathroom. My movements more or less looked like those of a drunken fool rather than a 16 year old teenager. Rather than get straight into the shower I sat down and thought about the previous night. I was very nervous that I had forgotten to delete the messages on. Yeah, right, Jake. Keep playing little games with tutoring, but she’s never going to go for it. But what about how she looks at me, or when we leave and it looks like she doesn’t want me to go? What’s with that? Is there something there? What if there was something there? Why don’t girls have a billboard on their heads broadcasting their thoughts? I wouldn’t know what to do with her if I caught her anyway. She’ll be 20 before I’m 16. Quit dreaming, Jake.I nearly ran the mower out of fuel before. "It's after eight, baby," she said, her voice groggy. "We should shower. YOU smell like SEX!"So a bit after nine, there was knock on the door, and a pajama-clad Tina retrieved our daughter. Susan was in the living room. I heard, "I hope you two weren't bored."Tina changed the subject. "Did Jason enjoy the movie?"Terri said, "He did. He laughed. He's almost embarrassing."Susan was smiling. "My guy. What can I say? He's different. In the very best way!"And it was the last week of school. Tina and.