Paul finished and tossed the wet clothes into the washer. Making asupreme effort he passed Jackie's stuff without touching it, thinkinginstead of his ...oming bubble bath. Bubble bath, Yay! Almost skipping upthe stairs, he hurried because he knew they were on the clock. Jackiewould be home from school soon, and it was possible she would snitch onthem. She had become almost impossible to live with since she startedhigh school, as if that changed anything. He ran into his room to grabclean clothes. My eyes closed and I moaned loudly as he slowly pushed his big, thickcock all the way into my hot, tight pussy. My hands slid down to hisstrong ass as he pushed his cock into me.He took his massive tool and pressed the plum sized head against myhot, tight hole. Inside I was dry, but outside was covered in sweat.He used external lubrication as he shoved his cockhead against myslit and forced the lips in and back."Ohhhhhhwwww," I wailed.He shoved harder and watched his cockhead slowly sink into. Tori was going to object, but as soon as Gretchen mentioned the event, she hadfull recollection of the event, she could even remember being fucked in the ass.It was so humiliating, but it felt so good. She tried to block out the memory,but couldn't. She started feeling a familiar warm feeling down in her crotch,and her nipples became hard, poking out from behind her shirt. To distractherself, she tried to threaten Gretchen back. "Well, I could just tell mom thatit's you in the video, I mean,. The sights and sounds overwhelm me for a moment, and a snippet of a favorite song came to mind… ‘And watch the sun go down Hear the sea roll in But I’ll be thinking of you And how it might have been Hear the night birds cry Watch the sunset die Well I hope you understand I just had to go back to the island’ ‘Back’, to where I’d never been before- and yet strangely enough, I felt more at home here than I’d felt in all my life. This was the sea of Hemingway’s Old Man, and Wouk’s Carnival. I.