“Wait—WHAT ?? YOU FUCKED MY MOM” ?With a slight chuckle, I respond “well, ya dude—I fucked you too, remember”? Johnny bolts from the table... throwing his coffee cup to the ground, and heads for Dustin's tent. The rest of us just sit there in silence, looking at each other.“I'll go talk to him” Dustin rises and heads for his tent. “Be sure to tell him it wasn't just me bro”Dustin flashes me a thumbs up. After about 30 minutes, the two emerge from the tent, and rejoin us now at the table, where. The words touched Angique now as much as they had three days before. Back then Alicia had been beaten and flogged only hours before. She had been tied up and hung from brass bars for hours. She had been neglected, left to starve and to wet herself — then she'd been fucked in her ass with a giant cock. Angique had mocked her and tortured her; ignored her and humiliated her. And the next morning the girl had not fled.She never protested or complained. She'd only doubted herself; her own ability. " Mhmmhhhmmm." Comes the answer from Mia still deep in Sarah's pussy. Sarah is facing back at Clara so that she can watch Mia's pussy get destroyed. Clara lines it up and thrusts half way in on the first push."Umph," there's a mixture of joy and pain from being filled so swiftly from Mia. Mia's pussy isn't as tight as Sarah's was, but it's still amazingly wet and warm. There's still a huge puddle of my own cum all over my chest and stomach from cuming with Sarah. It looks like it's just going. “They want you in the office. Hustle up and change.”“Yes coach.” I headed into the locker room and was soon on my way to the office with a wet head and smelling of chlorine.The office secretary, Mrs. Tanner waved me in and toward Mrs. Spitzer’s office. She was the guidance counselor. I knocked on the closed door and heard her answer to come in. Mrs. Spitzer looked and acted like everyone’s grandmother. She was a very kind lady who always had time for the students. A strange man was in her.