It’s just down the hall I hear the elevator open so I insert key and duck in, I wait and hear steps pass by, I turn around and coach is under a shee... on his king sized bed breathing steady asleep. There is a small light lit on the desk in the corner giving off just enough light to make walking over to the side of the bed easy and when I peel the sheet back there it lays the object of desire. It’s soft and laying across his right leg and even soft it’s a site to see, now I’ve done this in the. Joanne wasn’t sure why she was that way, but she knew she couldn’t help herself, there was something about fathers and relatives having sex with their teenage daughters that totally aroused her.She knew it probably had something to do with the relationship she had with her own father and uncle; and the fact that after they had forced her to have sex with them, she became their willing teenage mistress.When Joanne was thirteen, her mother ran off and left her and her father, she had started to. “Well I didn’t want this to happen, there are no pictures Jen. I just wanted you, that’s all. Now you work at a strip club, and you’ve come this far. Are you willing to come a little farther?” “But Mr. Hopkins…” as Jen began to fake a whimper, “of course I am!” What the fuck? Clark was baffled, in a split second she had gone from looking so frightened to now some horny little teen looking for some? As Clark thought about what was going, Jen slowly began to slide off one of her straps,. "Fuck it's been so long since I had a cock that big. Mother fucker it feels good, take that pussy, fuck that pussy," Laurie chanted.I couldn't remember her ever getting that graphic and verbal with me but instead of making me feel jealous or bad I seemed to get turned on as I continued lapping at her stuffed pussy and his full balls."Yea, I'm goanna like fucking this pussy... making it mine. I might share you with some friends. Some guys I know. You like that?" Steve ranted. "Maybe taking you.