The pressure on her tit soon had her cumming again, flooding the channel through which he drove his cock in her. "Fuck me Charley," she intoned encour...gingly. "Make me your woman instead of your father's." You already are mine," he answered. "If he even tries to touch you ever again, it will be trouble. He must not be with you. You are mine, now. Not his."Yes, sweetheart. Mark me as yours. Fill my cunt with your cum." Cunt?" he asked as he continued to push his cock into her. This was not the. I was taught from birth that I shouldn’t do that. But something changed my junior year. I fell in love. Introduction:The bell rang for the first day of school. I was excited as all girls get on the first day. I was here to make new friends. It was my goal. The previous years I never had many, but this year all that was going to change, I was determined. As everyone filed into the gymnasium for morning announcements I was scanning the crowd for new girls.. It was after a couple of years, and I didn’t know how to react, when she just gave me a little hug, but a warm one, and we were very comfortable with each other. I felt good. She didn’t change a lot, very fair complexion, but I couldn’t help notice that she had a good figure, a little on the chubby side. Then we exchanged our phone numbers, and bid goodbye to each other.A couple of days later, i was getting bored at home, so I called her, and we decided to hang out. I got my bike, and we both. I wondered what the parents of the c***dren my mother taught would do if they knew what she was wearing under her prim outfits. I think I had always been sexually attracted to my mother. I read that it was almost normal for teen-aged boys but I was no longer a teen-ager. I was twenty years old, about to start my third year of college, but thinking about my mother, wearing that sexy underwear under her clothes, made me very aroused. I spent that night, and several nights afterward, fantasizing.