“Don't know why I asked. Your mother would never let you slack.”“No,” she said, her neck straight. She had a 4.0 GPA and would probably be val...dictorian.I ached to give her a different education. I bet she would be just as diligent at learning pussy licking as she was at learning Shakespeare.We reached my classroom. I held the door open for her, loving how her skirt swayed covering that ass. She had a great one. I would give anything to see her naked. I bet she was a virgin, too. Everything. Hadn't even asked how much he was willing to spend keeping his daughter out of my goddam clutches. Don't be telling me I got no principles. Took Annie out that evening, had a real nice time.Course, Rachel found out about her dad's visit. Guess he must have blabbed, or her mom, or someone. Hell, she could have had their bedroom bugged, all I know. Sure enough, she went ballistic, jumped in the car, arrived ten-thirty the next evening. Goodbye early night. You get a double handful of warm girl. Let’s bring her in the kitchen so she can see what has happened to her daughter.”Becky had suffered almost the same fate. She had heard a commotion at the door after her mother went to answer it. As soon as she stood up, two men burst through the door. The first one caught her as she stood up and punched her in the stomach. She fell to the floor, attempting to suck in air. Hands grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. She struggled for air, her lungs attempting to suck in the air that was. Moving back slightly in hope that my presence remained unknown I continued fucking my prick. "Telephone Rose," An aging gentleman shouted as the door sprung open. I now knew her name. My sweet darling Rose stopped what she was doing as did I while she vanished inside the property.Grabbing the base of my throbbing prick and waiting for her return. The urge to cum gave me reason to grab my shaft harder. The pulsating throbs became slower.As Rose re-appeared She had a long towel wrapped around her.