Lowering her head until her forehead pressed against the pillow, Marcie rubbed her tits against the mattress. Pardner was moving forward slightly, his...claws leaving long red scratch marks on her sides."Fuck me, fuck me doggie!"She thought she was losing her mind. She was past caring about that, however. Up and down the dog's hips went, his cock trenching through her fuck hole, drawing more and more delicious feelings up from her pussy. Marcie felt her cuntal muscles quivering, buckling under. Her parents believed the world had become a vile and depraved place, that keeping her from learning too much about it would keep her pure. She was home schooled, provided with only a strictly curated selection of books and movies and very rarely interacted with anyone her own age besides her twin brother.As she finished her stretches she looked out her windows with a bubbling excitement she had never experienced before. No longer would she feel like a princess trapped atop a tower, today would. Saying this she continued to teach and continued staring.Few days went on like this, but then came the D – day I went to her place and she saw and she was changing with room’s gate open, and her mother was not in the house. I just saw her and my phone rang she turned back and she was standing in front of me only with her panty on she covered her tits and said “ oh roman its you, I thought some thief broke in” saying this she removed her hand and gave me a view and gave me a wicked smile. I took. ... I woke up lying on top of Brian, our helmets close together and he was rubbing my left boob through my jersey."That feels nice!" he said through a big grin and then Coach yanked me up, clapping me on the helmet and it made my headache even worse."Now that's a football player!" He pushed me back into the line. "Goddamn! I guess you are a Russet!"We had more tackling drills and sometimes I had the football, sometimes one of the boys had it, but almost without fail I found them feeling up my.