” Dad smiles and pats her on the back before having me move to work with Katy while he starts going over the basics and covering some of her strengt...s with Mathilda. We’re in there for another hour before Mom interrupts with breakfast and sees the four of us working. It’s an odd sight for Mom but she smiles before shaking it off and tells us that there is food on the table. One thing I will tell you about working out with my father is that we eat like horses. My Mom and Liz sit at the table in. This is a work of fiction. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Place: Northern Indiana or a reasonable facsimile thereof. The places here are what I needed to make the story work and the distances do not pretend to be accurate, so draw a new map.Action: Hormonally charged fourteen and fifteen-year-old high school freshmen. Peer pressure abounds. Everything is new and exciting and scary. Who will still be a. He can tell how much I enjoy this. He grabs a handful of my hair and I grab his thighs as he fucks me again and again in the face. I love it. I swirl my tounge and twist my head with every thrust giving him a good dick sucking. I tell him to lie back on the bed and I go to town on him. I grab his dick hard, my wild side coming out. I slam my face down on his cock, moaning and writhing, and drooling all over his huge, bare dick. My butt is popped up in the air as I blow him on the bed. You see. Clean my fathers Gran Torrino. Of course with Abe trailing behind me. I walked into the garage and started to get the things I needed. Cloth, check. Car cleaning supplement, check. Brushes, check. I pulled out a draw and picked up the last thing, rubber cleaner. As I lifted it out of the draw my sweaty hands lost their grip and the can fell to the concrete ground and rolled under one of our work benches. Fucking A I said as I put down all my stuff and bent over to reach for the can. My hand.