With her pack full, Charlotte began stuffing Rachel's withat least one if not two or three of everything. WhenCharlotte gasped Rachel thought somethin... was wrong butwhen she realized that the reason for her gasp was thedisplay of strap on harnesses, she couldn't help butgiggle."Oh, we'll have you giggling Saturday." Charlotte told hergrinning as she continued to stuff selections into Rachel'spack.The girls made their way through the store and Rachelthought they had nearly gotten one of. “I'm so glad you're a god.”I grinned down at my blonde child then groaned, the pair rubbing my dick against hot, virgin cunny. I felt Opal's hymen. She kissed her mother now, my wife, stroking the girl's back, beaming at me, eager for me to deflower the slut.Scott kept crying on his recliner, his daughter's boy shorts balled up in his fist.I gave him a triumphant look and stole his daughter's virginity.Opal moaned into her mother's mouth as her cherry popped. Her untouched depths engulfed my. They knew to place their legs apart and to lower their tummies, just as they had ordered Kate and Emma to do outside.Kate and Emma watched the teachers get in to position and wound the buckle end of the belt around their fingers. They nodded at each other and pulled the belts back, bringing them down as hard as they could across the two teachers’ already reddened bottoms. They heard the two teachers gasp and that encouraged them to spank even harder.Miss East and Miss Roberts cried out as the. At that age fantasies floated in and out of my head every day. I thought I understood my attraction to her, but her attraction to me on this evening’s occasion was less explainable – unless you believe in the accident of chemistry, pheromones, and the primal energies that pass inexplicably between people. Dorothy had invited me to be her partner in a bowling outing with a group of staff members – staff only (no spouses). I assumed Dorothy’s invitation was simply a friendly and hospitable.