" And?" asked Marta."Well I was younger, in high school. My dad started getting spastic. He has cerebral palsy. He came to school for some reason I ca...'t even remember. This guy started imitating him and another guy caught on. I told them to stop. They didn't. I tossed one to the ground and poked the other in the throat. Being a star student, I only got a couple days suspension." My hero," said Marta with a wry smile."I know I can't go up to a boss surrounded by professional goons and kick him. It went well, and Tommy told me he wanted to come back every day. But Coach wanted us to start the first week doing every other day, so Tommy agreed to wait until Wednesday.At dinner that evening, Jeanne did something that I hadn't seen her do in a long time, even by my truncated measuring stick. She complained to Dad. She launched into a diatribe about our having been late to school, and put the blame squarely on Jill."Hey, I didn't do anything," Jill protested."It was your stupid boyfriend. When her breath rate started increasing, I moved my hand from her tit, slowly caressing my way down her side then moving it under her butt cheek playfully squeezing it. Then I moved on down her thigh to the fold behind her knee, pulling her leg up over my shoulder giving me more access to her crotch. At that point I moved my hand between us positioning my fore and middle fingers in a ‘V’ fashion on each side of my dick as it pistoned in and out of her, effectively holding her inner lips and. She never had before. I started to sweat.Suddenly, she stopped. I waited a moment for her to resume, and when she didn't, I said, "Please... keep going." I heard her move, and I felt a blindfold being tied on behind me. I smiled and said, "This is new." She whispered, "Shhhh," in my ear. After a moment I felt the heat of her mouth engulf my swollen rod again.I moved my hands to the back of her head to let her know how much I was enjoying myself. She shook her head no without breaking the.