"What now?????" Jack thoughtBack to the theatre... If he did, then what?Jack's cousin, Jason, lived two streets away, but that would mean being found ...ut, and Jason was the last person he wanted to see him dressed like this. If anybody were to find out his secret Jack decided that Jenny would be the most understanding, but to walk home would take hours, and it would be getting light soon.As he close the boot of his car Jack remembered the car phone and decided that his only option was to phone. She is fucking me back as hard as I'm fucking her. Her soft tits mashed against my chest as she wraps her arms and legs around me. I push my big cock deeper into her and held it there. She gyrated her hips grinding her wet cunt against me. " Am I fucking you good enough John?" She asks. " Lift your legs up higher," I instructed her as I continue slamming into her. She grasps her ankles with both hands and pull her legs up higher and wider. I re-position myself with my weight on my forearms and. I grabbed both sides of her head and kissed her lips, her ears, her neck as she pounded on my back and tried to pull my hair. I only had to close my fists in her hair and her hands moved up to pull them away. Meanwhile, all her squirming was helping me wiggle my pants down. I kept one hand in her hair, pulling tight, while I used the other to tug my pants down then switched hands and pulled on the other side, alternating until they were down to my knees. I could feel her legs rubbing against. She knew how to stand, how to arch her back and bend her spine and thus display her fine and exciting assets."Pity. Perhaps I can help. Let me see your form and unbutton your shirt." The goal of our school, unstated of course, is to produce competent sluts, females who love to be loved, who can give pleasure in a multitude of ways. It is why so many men send so many daughters to be trained. We take them as young as 12 and graduate all of them by 18, most in a year or so, prime sex partners,.