He started to press my boobs. I could feel his hard penis hitting my bottomThen he slowly dragged my tops and with violence he tore my dress…My nava... drop and tattoo on my left breast is visible to him now.. On seeing it he started to bit all over me like a hungry dog. I was oozing down there now…Then he moved his tongue all over my tattoo… he made my bra choking wet with his saliva… my designer laced bra is semi see through one… which I think drove him crazy… he dragged the strapless bra down. You’re going to learn too.” Sarah and Jane continued washing and touching each other, often stopping to kiss as I continued my ministrations to my cock. I was soon ready to cum. “Jane, do you want this load I’m about ready to shoot?” “Hell, yeah I do! Bring that thing over here,” she said, dropping to her knees and opening the sliding shower door. I stood, my cock straight out and went to her. Jane took hold of me and Sarah watched as her mother wrapped her lips around my cock. Taking just the. That’s what a denier might say.“Where were you last night?” asked Barbie, turning to look at Julie. “You didn’t sleep in your bed.”“You two kept doing it, so I went and slept with Daddy, “ said Julie.“Did you have sex?” asked the fifteen-year-old who was suddenly much wiser than she’d been only a day before.“Of course we didn’t have sex,” snorted Julie. “All we did was sleep. We can control ourselves.”“Oh yeah, you controlled yourself really super well last night when you were chewing on. ’ He’s responsible for walking the halls and grounds to stop bad behaviour, and he runs the detention classes. I’m surprised when he comes for me in the middle of fourth period to take me out of class. He says nothing while he leads me to the principal’s office. When we enter the office I turn on the pocket Dictaphone I’ve got in my shirt pocket, this is a little recorder that can record up to two hours of talk or conversation. I use it to make verbal notes about thoughts during the day, most.