Did I say “fucking?” What a naughty girl I was then…even then when I was young. I liked fucking and licking and sucking and all the things tha... would excite me, make a boy hard just with my sucking and make him go soft after. I felt empowered at what I could do to any boy, any man…animals were more work…you had to play and fiddle and teach them what to do. I think a boy or man is just born knowing what to do.That time we were on the way to the barn and just as I thought would happen when we. Still grabbing his shoulders and pulling them back while thrusting my cock inside him. I was close to finishing. I began to rhythmically pound his ass with force and we heard a knock at the bedroom door. Oh-fuck!! He said, "Yeah!" And I heard a faint little female voice...."Dad it's me. I'm home for lunch!" He said, "Ok Mija, I'm just changing." Now I don't know if she heard us, but I was pounding his little ass before we heard the knock and I am not one to be quiet when I'm fucking. She had to. The object is to harass, humiliate, degrade and generally make life miserable for the pledge class so they can form a bond by fighting a common enemy.It works. The bonds forged can be very strong.One of the weapons used by our actives was to require us to carry cigarettes for their use upon demand. This was both annoying and expensive since there were many more of them than us and, it seemed, most of them smoked.I don't know how he came upon the method of our liberation, but Jim, who smoked. So, there I was: All dressed up, alone in a dim hallway, fondling my phallic limb at a hundred strokes a minute, trying with all my might to keep the image of that sexy college girl in my head, and all the erotic situations she and I would find ourselves in. But, there was a memory, a recent memory, that shone across my mind's eye like a limelight. The wedding ring was the first thing I saw, moving up and down the length of my long shaft, as a long flow of gelatinous sperm erupted from the.