He’d have preferred thinking that it was an expression of her desire for him instead of her rejection of her parents.After church, was coffee hour. ...he kids already back from college gathered at two adjoining tables. Some schools weren’t out yet. Marilyn, former MYF chair, was one of the foci of the group. As her guy, he was a bigger part of it than his one year of attendance before college would have justified otherwise. Mr. Schmidt stopped at the table with his wife as he went out. He greeted. I am not worried about anything; you are a hell of a guy. You are just the kind of man that Keri has needed for a long time.”“I don’t want to be rude or anything...”“You are hungry! I have some snacks that Keri said I should give to you. You want some? How about a beer or some wine?”“I don’t drink much, maybe some wine with dinner. But I will take a bit of those snacks and some iced tea if you have it.”Sarah walked to the fridge and pulled out some celery stuffed with a spicy cream cheese. She. A gentle nudge, and the rod was now exposed by only about an inch. Mona gently allowed the rod a small way back up, before it fell again. Then a series of plunges, retractions, and more plunges.This was now the new pinnacle of vulnerability and submissiveness. I cannot describe the feeling of utter abandon, wantonness and complete lack of inhibition. My eyes had been closed in sheer ecstasy, but as I opened them, I could see the wide eyes, and hear the small gasps, of the girls who had gathered. And then I heard his voice."Come on you little slut. Ride me baby. That'll get you an A."So much was running through my head. There was my father, cheating on mymother, with one of his fucking students. I couldn't even think.I don't know what happened. It all happened so quickly. I must have madea noise or something, or maybe she saw me, because all of the sudden, shescreamed and fell off of my dad's throbbing cock which was waving in theair."Shit," she said as she slid on her underwear,.