My daughters had learned well in school, I could be proud of them. Later they played with our kids and I talked with my older daughters a lot. They we...e tired out and went to bed early.On Monday I took them to school and showed our court certificate to the principal that I would bring my daughters and my wife would take home the girls. I wanted to thank her for what they had done for my daughters. The principal told me they were just doing their jobs but she called Mr. Bramble and Mrs. Lopez. I. White?’ ‘It is,’ I promised. ‘I gave him the girl. Hopefully, that will calm things down.’ I saw her look toward Brad and Tiffany. ‘Are you okay?’ she asked with honesty concern. ‘Depends,’ I smiled. ‘I’m fine as long as you don’t ask me to join the track team again.’ ‘Deal,’ she smiled. ‘At least for today.’ ‘Oh,’ I said remembering. ‘I have that water bottle of yours in my locker. Do you want me to give it to you after school or should I drop by your place later on tonight?’ ‘Young man,’ she. Mom reached out a finger with a big gob of K-Y Jelly on it and poked as much as she could into Jane’s virgin asshole. Then she coated my cock with what was left on her fingers. All I could think about was “Wow My mother just played with my cock.” That in itself made me harder than I could ever remember. Cinnamon helped me guide it into Jan’s asshole as Mom held her ankles up next to her ears. She had placed a pillow under Jane’s head so that she could watch my cock slip into her asshole. I had. "What are you doing!?" she shouted, attempting to crawl back. Her eyes watered as she heard the acid in the attacker's voice speak to her. "Shut the hell up, dog fucker." It wasn't just the words he used, even though those all together didn't sit well with her. He said it so calmly, so peacefully, as if it was in his nature to be so cruel.-----Karly screamed as she felt the jock's hand slowly creep up her thigh and rest on her moistened slit, softly rubbing into her. "If you'd fuck a dog you'll.