'"If you missed me so much, I wouldn't be surprised if you spent your evenings diddling yourself in bed." I squeezed her butt and smiled at her. Her r...sponse was typical."Oh, don't spoil things Danny! you always manage to say something crude, don't you?" she went to push me away from her, the conversation had taken a turn that she didn't like and it was over.Or so she believed.I don't think I've spoiled anything," I began, "I just thought it was a pretty sexy thought, that you might be turned. He entered me, hard and filled me with his manly cock.I just remembered screaming at my dad to fuck me hard. I felt his weight, my dad's weight, on top of me. I arched my back, raising my hips, taking him inside me to the hilt. I could feel his balls against the lower part of my pussy lips as I came right then. I convulsed, my pussy clamped around my dad's cock so hard he couldn't even move.I felt him hit my cervix, causing my eyes to roll back and my pussy to throb, I felt so full. He slapped. He'll thrash me worse now. Let me die. Let me get it over with." She pleaded with me and tried to thump my back to emphasise her words.In reply I just yelled, "Help! Help!' at the top of my voice. Soon I heard Mr. Reece's voice but I dared not look round to see him. Then he was at my side but he couldn't do much to assist me because of the narrowness of the opening."Keep hold of her Emma," he said grimly, "We'll get a ladder to her." He left and Miss Dobson replaced him at my side. She ordered. If that was not bad enough, her wardrobe had changed as well. Gone were the baggy scuffed jeans and T-shirts. In their stead, were cropped tops that just seemed to get smaller the more she wore them and low slung tight jeans that followed her every curve.Just this week she had started to wear a bra to school. The mere existence of it had drawn him to stare at her burgeoning breasts. Stan could not understand how he had never noticed them before. Once noticed, they were added to the list of.