It was a Friday night, we had been out drinking and just got home. She was horny as fuck and ripped my pants off so she could ride me. We were fucking...hard and rough when my hormones and drunken mind took over. In the midst of our dirty talk I told her I wanted to see her fucked and creampied by her alma mater’s basketball team. (She had fucked two guys on the team, separate occasions, while she was a student a couple years earlier. It was a very small school so she was friends with most of. Golden, too, pitched forward in the same oddly boneless way, and I threw down the paperweight and headed for the door. It took me a minute to realize that the fucking thing was locked. Quiller must have hit the latch when Golden had told him to close it. Chilled, I realized it had been their intention all along that I shouldn't leave that room alive.It was just a deadbolt, though, and retracted without a sound. Then I opened it boldly into an empty anteroom; the secretary, thank God, was still. I pressed my hard nipples up against hers and started rubbing against her. I moaned as her perky little nips rubbed against mine. Mr. Miller laughed. Well isnt that a sight, but I still dont see the resemblance. Do you? He asked my father. My father was panting and breathing hard, but all he said was You sick fuck, stop this. I couldnt see my father but I heard Mr. Miller laugh at him. Really? Part of you doesnt think its sick. My father moaned and said nothing more. Mr. Miller came to stand. They should be doing their homework, or at least relaxing before class starts again."There was a chorus of giggles, and Ann replied, "Oh, you're just jealous because you didn't think of it first," distracting their teacher while Jennie turned the view back on with the remote.Helen giggled a little despite herself. "Well, interesting or not, it is private," she managed before her eyes drifted back to the screen just as the Escalade made another turn presenting its window for another closeup..