Her light sweater was open, showing her white blouse. After a steamy kiss, I followed her off the porch to her car and recognized immediately that the...blue jeans were not pants, but a skirt that ended just above the knee."What?" she teased as I stared at her bare knees as she parked the car at school."I like skirts," I replied."Oh, and why is that?" she asked with a sly grin."It's so easy to reach over and do this." I slipped my hand onto the inside of her knee and slowly slipped it upward. “Really?” I took a moment to think it over. “Maybe,” I said. “I think yes, if no one ever found out. You’d have to promise never to tell.” “Interesting,” he said. “No wonder I love you.” “I know,” I laughed. “I really am a big slut!” By then, the petite red-haired teen in the video was on her back again. She looked up to the camera with an exhausted smile as her most recent drained-lover slid from between her sweaty bare thighs, only—surprise, surprise—to be replaced by my father, taking a. Now she was really screaming in pain. I ripped the back of her outfit down and unclasped her bra, and watched her tits bounce as she tried to get away but couldn’t move. I then stuck my cock in her ass and grabbed her by the tits and used them to pull in and out. After I came again, I let her fall on her stomach sobbing as I went looking for the object of my fantasy. I found it in her car. It was that pole that drum majorettes carry. I flipped her over on her back and showed it to her. . “I want you inside me.” She said breathlessly.I lifted her legs high and wide and pushed my penis in a few inches. She was tight and felt so warm and soft. “OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH, SLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWLY BABY, YOU WILL HURT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.” Some thing came over me and I shoved in the whole 7 inched in one hard shove, maybe I wanted to hear her scream. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII MMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” she screamed and her legs locked them selves around my waist. I.