Kylie was to the swim team what I was to the football team. Miranda had kept her late for some one on one coaching, very common with key players. I sh...uld have checked the pool before I came in here. “You want to tell me what’s on your mind?” Miranda asked, stepping out of her flip flops. “I’m okay.” “Come on.” She patted the bench beside her. She’s fairly young, and maybe the best teacher at our school. I like her a lot, and as the coach of the swim team, it made sense that she and Kylie. Needless to say, my cock was growing hard. We chatted for a bit and then Mom asked if she could stretch her legs out, which I happily replied that she could.All my fantasies were coming true as there I sat with Mom's hosed legs stretched across my lap. I decided this was the moment of truth. If I didn't act now, I may never have this opportunity again. So I reached for Mom's right foot and began to slowly rub it for her. Mom cooed and said that felt so nice since she was in her heels all. Haha." But as I ran my hand over the cold, kitchencounter, a strange feeling came over me and my head began to hurt."Ow!" I said, rubbing my head. "What is that?" It felt like a headachebut much different. Like there was something inside of my brain trying topush out! I stumbled over to the hallway mirror and leaned up against amini table. I started into the big, blue eyes of Ms. Juggs but as soon asI made eye contact, the pressure got worse. "It's like there....someonein my....head!"My heart. Justine said to everyone ‘Right girls, Karen is here to do everything you ever wanted to try, so just get stuck in. Have a look at what’s on the table, just to make it interesting’. I felt a hand down by my pussy ‘You won’t need the lube’ said one of the girls, ‘She’s dripping wet’. ‘I told you she’s a slut, but the pill I put in her drink will also cause that’ said Justine. Over the next couple of hours I was fucked in the pussy and arse with dildos and strap-ons, but I could not get enough..