Then she leaped high into the air, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them before plunging into the water in a textbook ca...nonball. She came up to the surface, wiping water from her eyes. I gave a little clap and called out to her, “I’ve never seen such a good looking cannonball before Jaime!” Or such a good looking little ass, I thought to myself. She smiled at me and let out a girlish little giggle, and I could feel my cock twitching just from the sound of her. Been. A. Bad. Girl." With every word, you give her a hard stroke and a hard smack on the ass. She continuously moaning, mouth open and hands curled against the desk. You grab her wrists and hold them behind her neck, making her even more submissive to your hard strokes. You balls hit her clit, and she cums again, tears running down her face in pleasure. You stop torturing her and begin to fuck her fast again. It's your turn to cum, and you have an idea to 'punish' her for being so cruel. You nearly gave me a heart attack when you slid on Friday. I hope nobody else on this team goes through The Program." I doubt you can count on that," I grinned. "Some of us are kind of waiting for the day when Ed's number comes up." Oh, geez, that's all I need," Coach groaned. "Get him naked, and he'll be taking time outs to go try to fuck every girl sitting on the third-base line." Then he blushed. "Scuse my language." Fuck your language," I told him with an impish grin. He grinned back. "You. He looked to be a Hispanic male around fifty years old, nude, and in ragged condition. The shape of his bones could be seen moving beneath nearly colorless skin. Even his tangled, dark hair looked washed out and gray. The man’s expression could only be described as haunted. Lines of exhaustion and grief were carved onto his face. Worst of all were his eyes! Wide and wild, and barely human, they were the eyes of someone who existed without hope, for whom joy was not even a distant memory.Logan.