He wasn't a homosexual by any stretch of the imagination. Bobby Branch was a hard core, rabid heterosexual but women, in his mind, were only receptacl...s and tools. Bobby Branch had never learned the softer emotions of loving or caring for another person. Those emotions were so foreign to him that he didn't even grasp the concept that they could exist.Bobby Branch had grown up in a home dominated by a mean, drunk father and a weak mother who allowed his father to do whatever he wanted, whenever. I knew the drill. I immediately obeyed. Once on my back, I also placed my hands in the ‘surrender’ position on the sheet, palms up, like he always wants. He wasted no time in undressing, and I have to admit, his body is hard and beautiful, just like his cock. He mounted and entered me, sinking it to the hilt on the first thrust, causing me to scream in submissive pleasure. ‘Shut up!’ he barked, slapping me hard across the face. I had committed the cardinal sin: Making noise as he ****d me. I. Britt was probably the horniest of all of them. She had made out with Joey earlier in the evening, she even had his big, hard cock in her mouth, the cock that she had missed the whole time they were apart. She had made out with Janice, her first girl crush and she had seen the obvious lust between mother and son. There seemed to something more than just a close mother/son relationship between them. It had her pussy so fucking wet thinking of Joey and Janice possibly fucking each other's. Miss Beatty's gentle caress had turned to grabbing and pulling of her hair. Lauren soon found herself bent over the teachers desk. 'This is your punishment for being late', Miss Beatty purred in her ear.Lauren's mind was racing. She was beside herself with emotion. The arousal in her came in waves. She would do anything Miss Beatty wanted. She didn't have a choice, and she loved it.Lauren's hair was being pulled back to the point where she was looking up towards the ceiling. She realized her.