I started licking up all of my cum, and sweat. Coach Thompson walked to the back of the locker room, and asked me what I was still doing in there. I t...ld him I fell asleep in the corner waiting for the shower to free up. Coach didn't seem convinced "It's plenty free now, go hurry up and get yourself cleaned up". I don't know if anyone saw us back there. I don't recall who took a shower from class, or not. I just remember being in this haze. My sexual charge stayed with me all afternoon. I. Needless to say it was then I suggested, come Friday I wanted her to dress in what she had been wearing for him that Monday at which point I let it be known I would expect her to lead me through everything that had happened that night. If I ever had any doubts she would do so, the fact she was now wearing that same outfit was evidence to the contrary. As she reached up towards the cupboard to replace the last of the crockery I moved behind her and slipped my hands onto her waist. Is this where. He propped himself up on his elbows and I put my hands on his shoulders. He closed his eyes as he began fucking me. Slowly at first, then speeding up. I kept getting little shivers down my spine and was already breathing hard. His breathing was more measured, but I heard a quiet little moan punctuate each thrust. As our motion intensified I dug my heels into his ass, encouraging him to fuck me harder. I rocked my hips in time with his thrusts, inviting him as deep as possible. My pussy started. I couldn’t stop him,” I whined. Yeah, Melody doesn’t have a corner on the whining market. I’m pretty good at it.“Stop who? What?” Melody asked.“Tony?”“Dad,” I said. “He’s so excited to have you here to visit he arranged to have a court for us tomorrow morning for a kind of local exhibition.”I pulled into the Y parking lot and got out of the car, motioning the girls to join me as I approached the front doors. The Y closed early on Sunday afternoon, so they were locked up. Plastered against the.