It was a changed morning for us. Till now, we were just regular cousins, however, now, we were lovers. We kept looking at each other lustily, awaiting...the opportunity to finish the unfinished business.During noontime, when it was damn hot and almost everyone was taking a noon-time siesta, I beckoned her out. Once alone, I said, “Let’s go to the tube-well in the farms.” It was too hot with the sun blazing at its best on top of our heads. But this was the only time when we could finish our. I prised open her arsehole, this time without much problem as it had already been banged into softness, and just smoothly inserted the whole cock, ignoring her soft moan and half hearted protests. After this I just lay down on her, buried my face in her silken hair, kissed her on the nape of her neck, caught her breasts in my palms, and crushed them, all the while buggering her steadily. She lay breathing deeply, enjoying the feel of my cock in her gut and soon I had another satisfying orgasm.. Common knowledge around the school was that 75% of the cheerleaders put out for just about any guy so most of the Junior and Senior cheerleaders, who were on the Varsity squad, were well broken in. Although that typically meant that they had experience and skill, it wasn’t any fun after the girls had had too much sex. They became numb to it and it made less enjoyable for the boys when the girls didn’t moan in pleasure with every thrust.Anyway, I happened to be among that group of junior boys. And in a small town, rumors can be devastating.Thomas and Betty Gordon are a quiet, reserved couple that are active in their Church and their children’s school. Until Seth Jones began running his big mouth, no one in Benson, North Carolina would ever have suspected the Gordons of such deviant behavior.For Thomas, it began in High School at the age of sixteen when he was seduced by a much-admired male teacher. A certain Mr. Madison. It seems Mr. Madison loved having his cock sucked and it didn’t.