Then the driver's door opened and I could see that it was a girl driving. I felt safer. When she asked if I needed a ride anywhere, I didn't hesitat... to say yes, but just a couple more miles up the road. She laughed and said she was going a lot further than that so a couple of miles would not be out of the way.I climbed into the cab of the trck and pulled the door closed reaching for the seat belt. After the reassuring click, I looked up at the driver for the first time, with a grateful. After the break, my next goal was finishing high school. Mom had found a professor that was young, and on maternity leave for a semester. She was going to come over, and in the next four weeks tutor me through the second half of American History. Her name was Megan Fisher. She told me just to call her Megan. Mom's deal with her was at a fixed rate, and for that rate, she was to tutor me though the materials, as quickly, as possible. So, the faster we finished the higher was her pay per hour.. My body quivering.. they start to move faster and loosen my cunt even more, that's when I feel them grab the dildo fucking my ass through my pussy wall. The feeling of being used like this made me cum harder than I ever had before, squealing in pleasure as he rubs the dildo through my thin wall. Suddenly he pulls his hand out and I feel another against my pussy lips, this one very lubed up. I feel their knuckles pressing against my hole, before his fist pops deep into my loose cunt. I scream. "Is something wrong?" he asked when he could bear the silence nolonger.Shelley closed her eyes to compose herself before answering, an actthat Charlie misread as trying to build up the courage to saysomething that he wouldn't like."Is it something to do with last night?" he asked.Shelley nodded. She had worked out what she was going to say duringthe day but hadn't expected Charlie to work out where the conversationwas going to go. As she felt her excitement grow she feared thatopening her mouth.