Emmie... my precious daughter...Oh my god, my penis was so hard, I couldn't stand it. But I had to. We had to go to church. Maybe my salvation was the...e. It was my final hope.I heard the shower turn off. I turned around and was leaving her room just as Emmie emerged from the shower. She was giving me that same coy smile."Uhh, I took one of your double A batteries for my shaver. Get dressed quick, sweetheart. We have to leave in 45 minutes."Emmie was heart-breakingly beautiful. We had entered. A boy’s hand appeared in front of me to help me up and the game resumed. It wasn’t long before it happened again, but this time when I went down I made sure that my legs were well apart. My spread pussy was there for all around to see. I quickly got up, straightened my dress and waited for the game to restart.I managed to keep away from the ball for a while, firstly to have a bit of a rest, and secondly to let the other girls get involved and I have to say that they appeared to be having fun,. ” Jon walked back in, still naked. His dick had gone limp again, but it still looked enormous to me. He walked right up to me and took his dick in his hand and began to slap it lightly on my face. I felt myself go rock hard almost instantly. Theresa laughed again. “Looks like your own dick disagrees with you,” she said. “I think this time you should make Jon cum before we let you cum.” Jon continued slapping his heavy cock against my face. I was so turned on by the humiliation of it, and I. So start savin’ your pennies, ’cause you’ll be paying me at the end of the year.’ With that, he walked off, triumphant. Oh, God, I thought. Who was number 4? ********************************************************************* I think that I went to work the next day. I mean, I know that I did, I just don’t remember anything about it. The day after that, I called in sick. I stayed home and read Edgar Allan Poe stories. The Black Cat and the Tell-Tale Heart didn’t make me feel much better..