Please, can we sit down together and try to figure out what he's done?" Rachel implored of me."It's not hard to figure out, Rachel. Your father showed...you one document, got you to sign it, and removed the page with your signature before placing it in the one he sent me. He must have thought I'd see your signature and sign mine without reading it. We both know he doesn't think I'm good enough for you, don't we?" Yes, as much as it hurts me to admit it; in the back of my mind I knew he didn't. He tugs gently on the rosebud as he thrusts, my eager little asshole doesn’t want to give it up and pulls back. I know he enjoys feeling the plug inside of me with his cock. I love being full. My hand drifts down my body to my throbbing clit which I begin to rub furiously. With all the teasing and excitement I won’t last long. My face is pressed into the back seat, each time he thrusts in I’m positive that my mascara moves further and further down my face. He’s picking up his pace and vigor. It did not take me long to find her. She was standing near my locker, obviously waiting for me."Melissa." I said, and she turned and gave me a relieved smile."Sophie, are you ok, I heard from some girls, something about you getting hit by a rock in the girls bathroom?" she asked, seeming very concerned for me."I'm absolutely fine. Honest." I tried to reassure. "Though mum is going to pick me up soon and take me home." Do you want me to come over after school?" Melissa, something really, very. ”Melody smiled and said, “Thank you kind sir.”Karen said, “Mom you’re drunk.”It was really strange seeing their roles reversed like that. Karen was chastising her mother’s choice in clothes rather than what my wife does to our daughter. Maybe that’s why I let Lori dress any way that she wants too when she is with me.Melody lifted up her top to reveal her long saggy breasts. They looked like something out a cartoon with a little old lady. However I found them extremely exciting to look at.Karen.