He then continued rubber her ass, making sure that his fingers delved deep into her ass crack and down to her pussy. He had just peeled her thong down...to her knees when Coach Thomas walked in, with out knocking. "Coach, you are just in time" "sir, what do we have here?" Coached asked. "We have a very naughty slut that needs her punishment. What you are going to do right now, is hold her ass cheeks apart so I can get a good look at her holes, can you handle that?" "Ya, I can handle that" We. It slid in easily as the fluids pouring from her pussy had soaked her all the way to her ass. As it slid in she worked to get it deeper in her. “Oh God Yes!” she moaned as she twisted and bucked onto my face and hand. Within a few more minutes she was not thrashing about anymore, and had slid out from under my face and onto the floor, pulling me to her as she held me close, still gasping for air and trembling. I leaned over her and ran my tongue slowly from her thigh up her body and to her. “HI!! Cuzz.” She said running over to me.“Hi! I thought you would be in bed already.” I said.“Yeah, I was about to, but I wanted a shower first.” She said.“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.” I said“Don't I get a hug?!?” She asked.“Of course.” I said.She just about jumps on me, and wraps her arms around me. We stumble backwards a bit, and her towel slips off. After a long moment we break our hug, and I notice that she is completely naked. I've never seen my cousin naked before that moment. I. Priscilla was wonderful, she looked the perfect picture of innocence. Except for her perpetually dilated pupils and the little smile she always shared with the world at large, no one would ever suspect that she was THE acid queen! She always smelled faintly of Lavender, she said it reminded her of her mother. She was born in Provence. She had just the faintest trace of a French accent. Her dad was an American Expatriate who lived in France, buying continental art and antiques for a song and.