Sharon, Frank and Gavin headed for the elevator and went up to thefloor that Andrea was staying on. Reaching her door they knockeduntil a rather drunk...Andrea opened the door. Sharon began to makesmall talk with her youngest sister, feigning interest in everysentence while all the time measuring just how drunk Andrea reallywas. As the minutes passed, the two men pretended to growdisinterested in the womens' conversation, finally Sharon lined upher exit. "Well, I'd love to stay and talk some more. “Teesha! Stop eyeing up the boys. No one is going to fuck you if you look like you came out of a buffet. I don’t want your gut hanging out of your uniform. Give me three laps around the track!” everyone heard Michelle scream through the megaphone.“I’d hate to be her husband. He must get the peg treatment,” the first k** said.“Nah, whips for sure.”The last couple of comments made the white teacher chuckle. Maybe in an alternate dimension it was true, but she was definitely not the pegging type. And this act of sharing something so private by way of watching the same videos, while it still had an element of awkwardness to it, soon started to create in both a faint itching of a whole new emotion of tenderness that neither dared categorize.“How’s your iced tea?” asked Ryan, leaning back in his chair.Claire had been gazing out at the beach, lost in thought.“It’s not actually iced tea, it’s…”“Oh, I know! But how is it?”“Oh… well, it’s just what I needed, I think.”“Good. I’m thinking we. Daddy was almost tearing me in two as she let me go. His fingers flashed in and out of my pussy so fast they were a blur. “Please stop daddy” I cried, “it hurts, please daddy stop” but he was past the point of stopping, then I heard Rita say “fuck her Tom, I want to see you fuck her, do it for me baby, fuck her hard” He stopped then and looked at me. “Look at you he said, you’re a whore, your face is covered in pussy juice, my fingers are covered in your own juice, you don’t want daddy to stop.