Her father's hands were now fondling her bare tits."SUCK YOUR FATHER'S COCK, ANGEL... SUCK IT NICELY... PLEASE... I LOVE YOUR MOUTH ON MY COCK."On and...on Angel sucked. Her father's cock kept going deeper and deeper into her mouth and it kept jerking and jumping inside her warm wet young mouth. Her father had managed to bend down and use his fingers to rub her clitoris which immediately swelled more and throbbed fiercely. Angel kept sucking while her father kept fondling her clitoris. Both. She and some of the other parents in town had vague hopes of their children one day being successful in what they called "the outside world." They knew this required education, but none possessing it, no one could pass it on. News that there was an educated noblewoman in exile among them was taken as a miracle. Doors opened, horizons broadened and suddenly I had a calling in life -- I was a teacher.I was given an abandoned warehouse for a classroom. My pay was mostly in food, fabric, candles,. Terry said that for every ball put in there the club would give you five dollars. After about twenty balls, I put the first one in. Then a few shots later put a second ball in the can. Less than ten balls after that I put my third ball dead center. Terry said that was enough for the day. When we turned in the empty ball baskets, the attendant wrote out a slip that had fifteen dollars written on it. He said to go into the shop, and they would give me cash.When we went into the pro shop, Mike. He told me how he had been playing with me close to an hour now. He had been kissing and nipping my ears and neck, he had pinched my nipples and took them in his mouth; and while one was in his mouth he massaged the other with his hand. He told me about how he was been playing with my clit and fingered me, even placed my legs on his shoulders as he went down on me. And he told me how my body had responded to it all. Even in my sleep, I'd been writhing and moaning and panting. And now I was.