With what was then the typical English Boarding School mentality, the older pupils of the Girls' School were not allowed into town on the same days as...us. They could 'walk out' on Wednesday afternoons and Sundays so there was little contact between us all that was not heavily controlled and tightly chaperoned.This particular Wednesday I had had to miss Rugby Training owing to a slight injury picked up in a match the previous week-end and thus it was, more out of boredom than anything else, that. "Oh god! Harder! harder! Fuck me harder!" she cried really wanting another really good hard fuck.So I picked up the pace, plunging my cock into her harder, and quicker, my finger was rocking back and forth in her ass just as quickly, and then just to see if she could take it, I slipped a second finger into her asshole."Oh fuck! oh fuck!" she groaned "Its like your trying to tear my ass apart!" You want me to stop?" I asked with both fingers knuckle deep in her little back passage."No! no! don't. "You see, my gambling has crippled us," Marc told her."What, you've been gambling again?" said Lisa, folding her arms. "Whatdoes your cheating on me with a man have to do with gambling?" Everything, I'm not gay," Marc said. "I lost most of our money and yourcar, to Derek gambling. The only way to keep the rest of our money andsave your car was for me to agree to be his hired help this weekend." His hired help?" said Lisa, surprised as she looked at Derek."Yes, right now you walked in on me. "I'll call the police and you can tell them that I raped you." My husband never took me like that," Tracy said softly. "You didn't rape me Bart, I knew you were hurting and you need me."I lost track of the time that we spent on the floor, with Tracy so close to me we were soon kissing and fondling one another again only this time I took my time and brought Tracy to a climax before entering her again.After that dark afternoon Tracy and I spent as much time as we could making love in all the.