Her school skirt was if the perfect length, her mother measured. Her white blouse had each button done and was thick enough that her bra didn't show t...rough. I knew under her skirt she had a set of modest white panties. Well I figured I knew. I'd seen her before she left the house earlier, but that had been an hour or so ago and with my daughter anything could happen.She got to her locker, it was positioned right outside my classroom door by some cruel joke of fate. The students in the hall. Kenny slipped the tape in back of some books on the top shelf, and once again moved behind the women."We still have twenty minutes before the first guests arrive," he said, pulling Peggy's top over her head and pushing Donna's dress off. He slowly pushed the girls forward until both were bent at the waist, their forearms resting on the couch in front of them."Kenny," Peggy whispered as she felt one of his hands slip under her panties and begin caressing her ass. The other hand, she was fairly. Moments later I was introduced to Teri, a tattoo artist friend of Cindy's. Cindy then held a drawing of a tattoo I had designed myself but had never had the nerve to get done. Cindy told me that the sketch was found in my stuff along with most of the other ideas she'd used on me. They were all fantasies I'd written down over the years and, suddenly, I understood everything about Cindy. The tattoo outline was easy. When it came to coloring it all in on my lower belly I was in agony. Now I knew. “You sure”“Just fuck my ass, quickly”So I pulled my sopping wet cock out of her cunt and was preparing for the normal slow work up to anal sex, which had been my past experience: “Take it slow, bit at a time, ouch that hurts” kind of thing. So I the end of my cock around her little puckered hole.“Just get it in there” she groaned.So I just pushed and went all the way in the first shove. God it felt good. Tight enough to get a good grip all the way along my shaft as I moved in and out.“Fuck me,.