They thought we were in it together. How does that scratch you?"She just couldn't handle this, those hot hands squeezing and manipulating her breasts....The body signals were all wrong, feeling the good shots of sex desire against the shattered destruction of her nerves."My name's Crystal," she snapped. "Crystal Locke, not Christine Lockwood." Then she gasped as the fingers dug into her breasts. "I'm sorry, Gun... Gunnar. I did it for my father. He was dying of cancer. You know..." I know all. Sigh.With his mom, dad and sister all on the mainland visiting, we spent more time in Dave's bedroom. We were laying on our sides and on his bed one afternoon with my back to him. My leg was over his; his arm was over my side, his hand was kneading a tit and he was slow fucking me. It felt so very nice; it was ever so intimate and sexy. Eventually he would drop his hand over my tummy to my pussy and massage my clit while he fucked me. I could cum so hard that way. But, this time I felt him pull. She was wearing a somewhat shapeless yellow sun dress and sneakers."Well it seems that Annie is not going to cooperate so let this be a lesson to you all in what happens if you try to fight it."Two men dressed in the uniforms of the school's security guards took her from the teachers. They dragged her to the back of the stage where some heavy scaffolding was set up. Expertly they attached a set of handcuffs to each wrist and then attached the other cuff to one of the pipes of the scaffold. She. As he stood in the kitchen I made him a coffee as he spouted his rubbish, as he stood with his back to the units he eventually said “You’re not interested are you” “No” “I can tell you’re not looking me in the eyes your looking at my crotch” “Sorry” “Are you married” “Yes” “Happy” “Yes” “Then why are you looking where you are”.Obviously I hadn’t an answer. Then he said “I’ve just split up with my girlfriend two months ago”, I thought he’d be gagging for sex then. Then he said “Are you.