” He began to fuck her harder, speaking in time with his thrusts, “Do you understand my slut?” “Yes Master,” she was writhing underneath him... lost in a fog of pleasure, “oh God yes, Master!” Her moans grew louder and her pussy began to tighten, “Please Master, please may your whore cum for you?” Her moans grew louder, she was so close. “Yes whore, cum like the slut you are.” She cried out and her body shuddered and jerked as she came, her pussy clamping on his cock. He fucked her harder. “You. It's instinctual, there is no thinking, bam it just hits the bait. Beth smiled up at me as she cupped the water in her hands and trickled it down her torso. The water can’t be more than thirty-six to forty inches deep depending on recent weather. She rubbed the water up and down her arms trying to grow accustomed to the water. I continued gathering my stuff as my cock grew harder, pressing against my blue jeans. She knew I was watching her and she had no problems with it. “I thought you were. So Big John grabbed a seat at the table and waited for a reply.“Well, personally, Coach; I didn’t hear anything like the news caught last night. I was trying to get the offense figured out, and back on the right track,” the coach’s son answered. One by one each coach said they had not heard any of it.“Did you boys hear anything like the stuff reported on TV, and in the paper, this morning?” Big John asked while looking at the two boys who were pathetically trying to burrow through the butt. She too, tried to get him to intervene with the magistrates on my behalf but to no avail. His usual inflexible attitude would not even accede to her wishes.My temper never improved although oddly, I never had a row with Sarah, but it got me into a number of scrapes with boyfriends and at college. Nothing though, bad enough to get me into trouble with the law, not until one Friday evening when I saw Janice coming to a club clinging to the arm of my boyfriend. He’d turned me down a couple of.