"We heard about your team last year," Jake added. "You're the team to beat." We want our chance," Kyle finished."The problem is Coach Rich..." I said....He's the problem," Billy agreed. "I know he's a sexist." And a fascist," Kyle added. "I played JV football my freshman year, but not the last three 'cause I didn't want to play for him."And a pervert," Marsha added."But we're stuck with him," Billy finished. "The school board won't do anything." We're trying to make a point," I said."You've made. And even assuming that Bill was, at some point released, he was almost immediately chased out of the house by the Mistress and not allowed back until dinner time - unless She wanted something from him, of course.The rest of my Saturdays would all follow basically the same path - cleaning, making beds, preparing lunch, dusting and serving tea with cakes I had made earlier. Every now and again, the Mistress would pull out that damned camera and shoot off a few more shots of me going about my. "Chris? How's that sound?" Great idea, Chrissy. I've saved some money from my allowance; it could be my treat for my pretty older sister." Oh, so we're going on a date that sounds like fun," she said, with an infectious giggle at the end of it."Sure thing, I can't think of anyone I'd rather go on a date with," I responded.She went to her closet and got a skirt and blouse, and put them on. She turned around and did that 'ta-da' sound, and said, "How do I look?" Like an angel, Chrissy. Let me go. My sister was looking so damn sexy; I just had to beat my meat. While my hand was pumping my cock, my sister was screaming towards a climax. The guy’s hands grabbing her big tits pushed her over the edge. My sister swayed her head left and right as she climaxed and her muscles constricted around his stiff member. I’m cumming, I’m cumming h-hard!” she screamed. The guy moved his right hand towards her pussy and pinched her clit, which made her moan even harder. “I’m cumming too baby, hold on!”.