"I must have been having a blonde moment because it took me a while to get what he was talking about. Coach Jenkins told him about me having sex with ...im to get an "A" and now Mr. Curry wants the same thing. He probably told Mr. Nichols too. Shit.His hand on my breast snapped me out of my thoughts and I found myself looking up at his face. He was tall and on the skinny side with a large, toucan-shaped nose. He had brown eyes and oily brown hair. In his youth he must have had bad acne because. What with one thing and another I hadn't done much dating; the single mum thing tends to put most men off, so it had been years since I'd held a prick in my hands. I know it was wrong, I know it was wicked but it felt so good I really couldn't help myself and I let my fingers glide up and down its length."Please, mum," Charlie protested."I've got to get you clean," I told him. "After all, it's going to be quite a while before you'll be able to wash yourself all over so you had best get used to. In. In. In... I start to taste the earthy drops of your cum on my tongue, your moment is here, I want to bring you to it and meet you there. Calling out exclamations of ecstasy as in a trance your cum fills the recesses of my mouth. I take all you have. You moan, and I can feel your torso and legs constrict in a tight muscular grip of relief, afterward I stand up to support you swaying slightly in my arms like light over a blade, a glimmer reveals the perspiration on your forehead, shoulders. I'd been into it. Into him. Perry. The man I detested for what he was forcing me to do.Forcing me? I was back to that again and I reached behind me as I lay naked on my side, holding the phone to my ear with one hand while I explored my tender ass with the other. Perry had fucked me so good. I'd cum without even touching my pussy. His big cock covered in margarine, the stuff I put on my toast every morning, sliding into my asshole and making me cum. I felt swollen and bruised back there and I.