She just noticed that he had an erection when he suddenly stood up and started undoing his pants."Turn around, head down, spread your ass," he said cu...tly. "Dad?"Do it."It was the Father voice. Confused, she put her head down and made her ass available to him. She expected to feel the coldness of lube being applied or at least spit, but he simply grabbed her hips and shoved his unlubed cock into her dry ass. She stifled a scream and was about to object, but stopped when she realized what was. I was going to ask her for her number but they left before I got around to it. You can help me out.”“Really? You saying that if I get you the number then I don’t have to pay you the hundred?”“Yes. That’s what I’m saying.”“Okay, it’s a deal. But what if she won’t give it to me?”“Then at least get her last name so I can look her up. Turn on the charm.”“Okay. But I’m not betting anymore tonight.”“Me neither.”----Utah came through. He called Willy on Monday night and gave him Sharon’s number. “Kim. The calm returned in one cool wash and I had his hair in my left fist. My right slammed into his face from the side and he dropped her. Screaming frantically for help she stumbled to the side as she tried to run with her panties around her thighs. As I bashed the mans skull against the car as he had hers she clumsily pulled her underwear up and ran and screamed. There were other people coming now, and as my grip on him slackened for a second he pulled free. I lunged to grab him again but the. The thing is I’m not a school girl; I’m a grown woman in my mid-twenties. I feel as if the boy I have a crush on in high school looked at me in the hallway or when I was a teenager about to doing things for the first time. Why do I feel this way? Why am I reacting like this? Is it the tone of your voice or the look in your eyes? Could it be the way you’re commanding me to drop my robe? I don’t take orders very well and I’m not use to being told what to do. “I told you to take off your robe and.