Things had been going pretty well in the two years he'd been at Fielding. But now he sighed as he thought about what he'd agreed to. A bunch of the ch...erleader's mothers had come to him all excited about having a powder puff football game during half time at the homecoming game. And he'd agreed.As he thought about it, the reason he probably agreed was that it was Megan Miller's mother who pressed the idea. She was a tall blond woman with a huge set of knockers that she didn't mind showing off. Looking at her mother, the girl spoke for the first and pleaded for this to stop as the pain was unbearable. Kneeling by the bed, the mother stroked her daughters head and shushed her whimpering daughter, holding her hand she looked at me at said, "get it over with you bastard". I poked my knob in further and felt the resistance of the hymen, I pushed the girl squealed as the sharp pain of her virginity disappeared, and my knob pushed on to the top of her cunt, withdrawing until only an inch or. He smiled and got up from behind his desk and walked over to me, placing a large hand on my stocking clad leg. He looked me over as his hand run up and down my silky smooth stockings. “stand up” he ordered.I stood up he walked behind me and run his hands all over my satin blouse and skirt feeling my nipples go erect through the material, he squeezed my breasts tightly, kneading them in his large hands. I felt a strong hand on my back push me face down over the desk. He hitched my skirt up so it. ’ For some unknown reason she had turned this into a staring contest since I hadn’t replied to her. Finally, I shrugged my shoulders and said. ‘I once told your daughter to be careful what she wished for. It seems I also have to tell her Mom as well.’ ‘I personally wished she would marry a senator with a future in the White House. But we can’t have what we wish for, can we Jack? You have my baby and I’m allowing that because you’re making her happy but you’re not going to do it to her Jack. I.