..!” “That's my mouth sucking those tender, dark pink nipples—however hard or however softly you want. Are you pulling them hard or are you pul...ing them soft?” “Hard.” She groaned. “I'm pulling my titties hard.” Another involuntary sigh escaped my lips. “Jane, I’m turning you around so that I can hold you from behind. Do you feel my hard wet cock wedged in the crack of your ass Jane.” “Yesssssssssss.” “Now I am sliding my hands under your tits and lifting them. So heavy in my palms. I. Hercheeks were accentuated with a hint of blusher over very pale make-up, andher lips were richly crimson against her pale skin, looking entirely,sparklingly liquid with their coating of heavy gloss. Her hair was teasedout in an expanse of loose chestnut waves, relieved by the sparkle of adiamante (he presumed) cluster at each ear that matched the deep chokerthat glittered around her neck. The effect overall was stunning, over-the-top, like a dominatrix on a night out, Carlo thought. But God!. I started to pull my pants down. Coach H stopped me and told me to stand up while taking my pants off. I thought nothing of it so I stood up and pulled my pants down. My underwear was still on. Coach H next told me to take off my shirt. When I noticed that Coach H was not taking off his clothes I asked him why. He told me that he wanted to watch me first. I took off my shirt and then my underwear. Coach H was still fully clothed. Coach H. told me to stand in front of him. I moved over. It happens to everyone. I’m not talking about breaking the law or cheating anyone, but about the standard you hold yourself to. Be very careful not to let those standards get you into trouble because other people don’t follow or respect them.”He had a valid point, and it was something I knew that I was going to struggle with. I didn’t like it, but I knew that there were plenty of people who didn’t have the same kinds of standards that I did. I also knew that there were plenty of hard-nosed.