For another few minutes my hard cock shuttled back and forth in her wet warm pussy, until she decided again she wanted to try another position, and as...I pulled out of her, she flipped over onto her back, raised her little legs into the air over her head, and offered me her wet warm pussy once more.Eagerly I positioned myself over her, before I aimed my hard cock down towards her wet waiting hole, and then lowered myself in, and with no resistance at all, I slipped into her little wet pussy. With each number you tug harder on your nipples, press harder into the leather. It's hard for you now to keep your legs still, they are beginning to quiver starting at the toes and working its way right up to your thighs. I notice that you're also beginning to press up onto your toes. Your orgasm is on its way, ready to explode in your head like the rush of a huge waterfall. 10...I stop the crop, but leave it in place, pressing firmly right on your clit, and tell you to hold still. Right now!. She had on a silky nightgown which I pulled up to her waist. She wore no panties. I slid my hard cock along the valley of her butt cheeks stopping at the entrance to her pussy."Ryan? Is that you? What are you doing?" She asked sleepily."Shut up mother. I have a hardon that needs relief." With that statement I thrust my cock into her mostly dry pussy. I knew it had to hurt her but I didn't care. After about five or six thrusts her insides moistened a bit allowing less friction and more pleasure. Once he'd gotten a whiff, he seemed to want to get another one every so often.Two weeks later our crew of twenty-five high school kids got together for training. They were a mixed lot of boys and girls. They all went to school together and knew each other. Jill asked if she could call herself the foreman, because she didn't want to compete with kids her age. With some trepidation Lynne agreed. I was appointed the roving trouble shooter and Lynne was referred to as "The owner."Jill actually.