Want me to stop? he asked. No, I want you to fuck me I responded. He then began to pullout and somehow that eased the pain, then he penetrated deeper ...gain. The pressure was intense, the pain mind boggling. In deeper then he pulled out, then in again&hellip, only to relieve me by pulling out. Soon I noticed the rhythm. He was fucking me slowly and gently. I was looking up into his face, he was concentrating deeply on fucking me. It was now feeling good. I could feel his cock pushing up against. He had raised her shirt as far as he dared, the next time it would not be a father comforting his daughter but a man that wanted a woman. He knew it was wrong, he should stop! Her young body was generating heat and where she was sitting that heat was making him very uncomfortable.Damn! He had accidently brushed her nipple. He froze and waited for her to get off of him and tell him off for touching her that way. He loved her, but not that way! His mind was telling him to stop. She wasn’t getting. ." Dillon said, pulling his cock out of my ass. Coach pulled my head off his cock and I turned around to see Dillon pulling the cum-filled condom off his cock and walked across the room to throw it away.I turned back to Coach to see him putting on a condom."Ready for a second cock, Jason?" he asked."Fuck, yes Coach," I moaned. He got behind me and grabbed my hips, sliding his cock along my crack. "Dillon, I want you to suck cock while I fuck him." No fucking way," Dillon said. "I draw the line. Just let me get your car gassed up and we’ll be ready to roll.’ I didn’t notice how much the gas cost, but after Charles got back into the car and I started the engine, the gas gauge bounced almost to full. I drove away from the pump and waited for Warren and Sharon to get in front of us again. After a few more back roads, and a short stretch of a state highway, we arrived at our destination. I parked my car beside Warren and Sharon’s, and Charles and I got out. We could hear music emanating.