Mike was pulling his Dads pants down and yelled, Please Dad, dont hurt her! John mumbled a sorry, extracted his hand and spat heavily on it and went b...ck to his goal. It still hurt as he rammed two fingers deep inside me but at least it was lubricated a bit now and I managed to open my eyes and stifled a gasp as I saw John beginning to facefuck my lover. The fact of seeing Mike suck his Dad was odd enough but the gasp was for the size of Johns cock. It was at least eight inches and the width. I just hope it wasn't Jerry Norris. If it turns out to be him after they way I stuck up for him, well, he won't have to worry about Stan and Marty. _I'll_ kill him myself."Jerry looked at Fred. He was really serious about the threat. Maybe he -- Jerry -- deserved it. Pranks were fun, but it bothered him, it bothered him a lot all of a sudden, how scared Lindsey had been. Maybe it would be better to just stay with Fred and not do anything else.As they walked into the gym, the band started. ..errupting... squizzing all my cum out past the penetration...Someone reaches and plays with my nipples... I ache for more... Suddenly I feel my anus getting spread, and I can feel someone fingering it...I cant fight back anymore...my body doesnt listen to me at all, instead I rock towards the fingering motion...My clit is being pleased at the same time...and whatever was in my pussy is now being pushed out... and is sliding out of it, down my wet pussy folds, and my thighs.I'm horny beyond. At that point, I wasn’t doing it in the moment, I was projecting myself forward. I had to try to look at myself doing it. Once that shift happened, I loved every second of it. I think the best part was when the desire came back, but with a lingering shame about what I was doing, what I had wanted to do, what I had showed you about myself. The shame went away, but right before it did, I felt something strange, complex. I felt how naughty, how wrong it was, and how much pleasure this gave me..