Ever.“Tell me you like it, you little whore!” Daddy demanded. With his cruel hands able to hurt me so badly, I didn’t dare disobey.”“I like...it, Daddy,” I managed to whine through my tears.“Tell me how bad your dirty little slut body needs to be fucked!” Oh, god, I thought; no! I was too scared to speak. Daddy grabbed my lips and twisted them, hard. “Tell Daddy how bad your little ass wants a good, hard fucking! Tell me all about your slut nature, you little bitch!”“No, Daddy,” I begged,. My God, did Pim react. She moaned like I had never heard her before and arched her back. I struggled to keep contact with her clit using my tongue and pushed my finger deep into her ass with some rapid side to side movements. I flicked my tongue at top speed and she went into total release with a huge scream and her hips thrusting up against my mouth and chin. I held onto her the best I could with my right arm and rode out her incredible release. Her pussy went into total convulsions and. ..again you go.... still playing....... time takes for ever... I struggle not being able to see, I can't hear anything the scent of you lingers in the air........ I push my knees together to force a reaction.....The inside of my leg feels your moist skin and I begin to relax again and my excitement builds............where are you?????????I now have only visual pictures in my head of how I look, what you are doing and what I hope will be your moist tongue taking in the scent of my pussy through. I had to suffer (?) a bunch more kisses from her and pats on the back from everyone around us. Like I said I don't remember anything about the game. After the game ended the cheerleaders came back to our seats to congratulate us and wish us well. I recognized a couple of them as having been on the varsity squad at our school the year I took over coaching. One of them remarked "Well Coach, I guess this means you're off the market." "Sorry girls," I replied "but it's official now that I'm spoken.