He turned me around and started to kiss my ass. The stubbles of his unshaven face grated the cheeks of my ass. Never in my life had I felt so wonderfu.... His tongue rimmed my ass; it was closed shut. I didn’t want to be fucked. The pain of being fucked by my uncle a few years ago was still as fresh now as it was then.Vince was playing again with my nipples while still rimming my ass with his tongue. Every time he pinched my nipples, my ass opened automatically. I felt the wetness of his tongue. The nickname stabbed at Todd's nerves and grated at his pride. Cletus,the old prick. He knew that Todd was still more than a bit sore at thefact he'd just recently been replaced on his high school football team. His team, the Coxville Cocks, was in the midst of what many natives calledared hot winning streak. A winning streak that, much to Todd White'simmense dismay, was being led by not him, but by one Samson West. Todd'steeth gritted as he tugged at the bag of chips. (Old prick) thought. She found that the girls had moved upstairs to Leanne's big bedroom. They were lounged over the super-sized bed and Babs was pleased how nice the room looked after all her efforts. All the girls had discarded their jeans or slacks before climbing on the bed, and these were all hanging on the floor of course. Barbara had brought 3 new glasses with the wine so poured these out on the bedside table and collected the other glasses and bottle from the floor and replaced these on the tray.She thought. Not that there were any. Everyone had long since gone home. He heard the elevator ding in the distance and then open. Cleaning crew, he assumed and kept on working. He had two more days to finish this report. He was focused.He didn't hear her enter his office. He didn't notice anything until he smelled her perfume. His mind whirled, part of it fighting to keep him focused on the report, the rest wondering why he smelled her perfume.He felt her hands on his shoulder and then her lips on his ear..