I went deeper and deeper into this docile and volaitile depression until I heard my blackberry ring.I picked it up and answered it."Hello?" I asked."I...'s Jane, are you alright?" Yeah, I'll just have to get past the fact that at least 90 percent of all my hopes and dreams were taken away this night." Well, if you really thought we had something, well ehh... I'll think about it," she said."Okay," I replied. "See you at the Wendys tomorrow night with Dan, Mark, Rob, and Gina."Shit. This is going. There were a few that considered getting felt up by a ghost during school hours a challenge, among those were a couple that even went commando. When I found them, they received extra special attention as I worked very hard trying to refine my tactile feeling in my 'ghost' hand. (Honestly) The two officers I was sure were reporting all of this to Dr. Atwater, however by then, I did not care as I was molesting close to fifty girls a week who wore skirts and short dresses.When fall sports ended,. Over time, I became more adventurous in my wanking exploits, but more about that later.The first time, I was with my boyfriend, we were on holiday, it was night-time and we’d gone for a post dinner stroll along the seafront.If you’ve ever seen the film ‘The French Lieutenant’s Woman’ you’ll be familiar with the Cobb at Lyme Regis, a costal town in South West England. It’s a pier type construction like a huge, wide wall, which shields the harbour and protects the town from rough seas. We’d had. .. and again... and again."Ohhhh, now I'm really fucking you, Debbie!", grunted Johnny. "Do you want me to fuck you harder?" Uuuuuuh, yesss! Fuck me hard! Fuck me as hard as you can, darling!"Johnny lifted Debbie's gorgeous ass up higher and drove his prick into her tight, slick hole with all the force in his young legs."Okay! Take it then!", screamed Johnny. "... take it all, you horny cunt!"He stabbed into her wildly, grunting all the while as he pounded his massive cock home. His back was.