"Lift her skirt," Ilias says.One of the men, Michele cant see which one, runs his hands up the back of her legs and caresses her thighs then rucks up ...er skirt, opening the kick-pleat and pulling her slip out of the way. His fingers caress her buttocks through the gauzy satin panties and Michele shudders."I told you she is pretending; she likes it see," the man standing behind her says.Michele is about to retort when he digs in his fingers and rakes his nails against her soft flesh."Oh fuck!". .. she had graduated high school. All she needed now was her diploma - that little slip of paper - to confirm to herself that she had truly done it.She tensed when she heard the distinctive hum of the mail truck's engine. Her eyes widened as it slowed, as it stopped, and the mailman got out of the truck. And she nearly leapt for the door when she saw that, on top of a big brown box, was the envelope that could only be one thing. The girl practically fell out of her chair as she raced to meet. "Feels so fucking good!" Roll over on your back," Skip said. "Pull her on top of you. I wanna screw her asshole." Huh?" Greg threw a puzzled glance over his shoulder at Skip. His loins kept moving.Skip gave Greg a push with his foot, rolling Greg and Jenny onto their sides. Greg fell onto his back and Jenny, clinging to him, came down on top of him. Now she was on top with Greg beneath her, humping upward into her cunt. Skip got down over Jenny from behind and started working his cock into her. My how she loved the Beatles when she was young. Paul in particular was a heartthrob that she liked to daydream about but John was her favourite. She wanted to meet him and have his baby. She quickly thought I must write Jenny we had such a great time together and I miss our little sleep over’s. Her pussy grew wet at the thought. Then she remembered again what her father had done to her. He was a rough and tumble man that managed the house like it was a section under his command. .