I’m not counting. Oh fuck!” “Good.” Lifting one leg she swivelled slowly on me still impaled on my cock. “Bend your legs for me.” She cla...ped my knees to brace herself. Leaning forward, now I had the view of her sex being filled. The sight of her fucking me made my body crackle with sexual energy. The compulsion to push back was too strong to resist as our pace quickened. I imagined how it looked to them, the hang of her breasts swaying as she mashed her hips against me. The couple next to us. ..," Ann muttered while rolling down the driver's side window. "Cheryl, come here, I want to speak with you!" Cheryl Bond slowly turned her head to see who was calling her name. When she realized that it was Miss Carroll she quickly wiped away her tears and with her head bowed walked slowly over to see what her Civics teacher wanted. "What's wrong, c***d?" Ann asked gently. "It can't be all that bad!" Cheryl fought back her tears and with a quivering voice replied, "I-it's nothing, Miss. The men quickly herded her like a cow to the cobbled side street, making sure she didn't have another opportunity to try to escape. At the end waited a dirty white Transit van, its doors open ready. She knew she was beaten; this was her transport to shame and, possibly, death. With her head bowed and tears running down her cheeks she was pushed in to dark interior. She was forced to sit on a dirty rug with her back against the front bulkhead.The two weird brothers climbed in the front and Billy. My daughter seemed determined to win the game, even if she had to do it single handedly! The next batter struck out on three pitches. Now we had one out and a runner on third. The next batter smashed a one-hopper to third base. Their girl playing third was good. She looked Brook back to the bag and then threw the ball to first, and she put a little extra on it. Brook took off for home! I couldn’t even make a sound. A lump formed in my throat the size of an apple. Everything seemed to be in slow.