My step father is pumping in and out of quickly. I can hear his balls slapping against my ass. He fucks me for a good few minuts befor i feel an almos... numbness. Then, it starts to feel....good. Instead of screaming in pain, I am now moaning in pleasure."Uhhuhuhuhhhh!" I moan.My step father seams to get more excited. "Like that you little cunt? I bet you do huh. Thats right, moan for me, scream my name!" He slows down, pulles all the way out then slowley back in."OHHH! Uhhhhh."He does this a. I didn't know who, but I suspected it to be Jake. She said to me "PLEASE, don't tell anyone" I assured her that I wouldn't say a word, but I was sure getting a hard on just pictureing it in my mind. I told her we needed to talk later, and she agreed. She continued to cook, and the smell of bacon and pancakes awoke the rest of the guys, and one by one they came staggering into the kitchen. Ms. Clark was careful not to bend over, or to lean, so as not to show off any more of her body when the. . Aaahhh kha jao inhe chuso or tej chuso inhe pi jao inka sara ras. . Fir maine uski bra utar di or jeans bi. . Ab vo sirf panty me thi nd usne meri tshirt bi utar di mai dhire dhire niche chumta huya uski navel ko apni jeebh se chodne lga vo tdap uthi or jor jor se moan krne lgi fir maine khade hokar apne jeans utar di. . . Or uski panty bi kya mst chut thi uski mai to dekh kar pagal ho gya or uske gulabi chut par tut pad or use chusne lga vo apne hatho se mere sir ko dba rhi thi or kh rhi thi. As I ran around the track, trying to keep track of my laps and time, I pushed myself. I had already done my lifting this morning, and running felt good, stretching my muscles, pushing myself. I loved coming this early, since I usually had the gym to myself. Most people on campus wouldn’t even wake up for at least an hour yet, and the earliest gym-goers would start showing up around seven. For now, though, I had the building to myself. Music blaring in my ears I sprinted my last lap, pushing,.