“Jerry Watkowski? What year?”“One behind you.”“He play sports?”Linda shakes her head. “I’m not sure, but I don’t think so,” she sa...s.He laughs. “Honey, it was a big school, and it was full of a lot of losers,” he says. “If you’d been there I’d have noticed you, all right.” He makes a leer to her. “But some nobody in a lower class, no chance.”She ignores his look. “All right, how about Patricia Lowell, she was a cheerleader?”“Pumpin’ Patty?” he says with an ill laugh. “Sure.”“‘Pumpin’ Patty?’”. This is going to hurt, he said, and then he pressed his hips forward, causing her to gasp. As he continued, her gasp turned into a pained groan, and by the time his head popped through the opening, she was crying. It hurts, Father! I know it does. Do you want me to stop? She took several deep breaths and shook her head. No, Father. I want you to fuck me. As you wish, he said with a smile, and then he slammed into her. She was slick from the pain he had given her, and he broke through her. With a slurp, Rick pulled out of Nat, and took his dick in his hand. He gave it a squeeze, and spurted all over her. His cum didn’t shoot quite as far as Aaron’s, but it went far enough to cover her tits in several sticky strings, as well as spraying her tummy.Nat rolled over and looked at me. The semen began to run down her tits in little rivulets.“I think Aaron wins, just,” she decided. “How do you like that, Annie? You’re well covered.”I reached up and pulled her down on top of me, rubbing. She crashed through it with Darpan in hotpursuit. She made it down the first flight of stairs as quickly as her4-1/2 inch stilettos would let her. Damn it, if only she'd left themoff, she thought. Darpan was catching up to her quickly.She was halfway down the next flight when the inevitable happened. Herheel caught and she went flying down the stairs. She put out her handsas the world tumbled madly in front of her. She might have broken thefall except her shoulder glanced off the railing.