If a man was insistent she would always add an extra charge, totry and put them off; but they usually paid up quite cheerfully. I havealways refused t... do men's fittings - except for you. I must have lost alot of customers, and I'm beginning to think that is why the business isdeclining."She paused, and then continued:"This is the point I'm making. Something like this would often happenwhen either of my parents laced up a man. It only happened with the men- I don't know why it did. Daddy called. .. ahh I..." Come, come. Don't be bashful. The thought of one of your own made you hot, didn't it?" I... well, ah yes. Yes it did."He clapped his hands. "I knew it would. That's one reason I asked her to join us. Susan, here," he pointed to one of the maids serving the food, "has nipple rings. Don't you, Susan?" Yes, sir." Why don't you show her your rings." It wasn't a question. It was a statement. A command."Yes, sir."Setting the plate she had in her hand on the table before me, Susan. I played along with this because I seriously thought that he was just doing this to annoy me and I was enjoying it. He then parted my legs and I felt his velvet smooth head poke at my special place. As he tried to enter me I let out an inaudible scream. I was still on the phone! I ended the conversation and asked him what he was doing. He just kept trying to enter me and it hurt. So he slid my jeans down to my ankles along with my lace cover marigold panties and parted my legs even more.. ”Coach Turner squirted some lube into his hand and began stroking his cock to get it fully erect. He then held the head of his penis against the soft skin of Jake’s anus. “Last chance to back out.” He said. Jake immediately replied, “No way. I want to feel you inside me, Coach.”Coach Turner moved forward, just barely beginning to push the tip of his manhood into the boy’s anus. “Oh damn. That’s so big!” Jake exclaimed.The coach chuckled. “That’s not even the whole tip. Just breathe and try to.