" He places his thumb and forefinger on either side of her jawbone and squeezes, opening her mouth as if feeding medication to a pet. He slips his ton...ue into her mouth and twirls the tip of his tongue around hers like he were kissing between her legs. That's exactly the image that floods into her mind as the electric sparks of desire dance along her spine. Her knees grow weaker and she feels herself involuntarily pressing her pelvis to his. She feels her willpower draining away and he can read. "I started to cry. I didn't want this. He climbed back up on the bed and started massaging my ass. I felt something cold touching my ass and realized that my father was spreading lube on my hole. That's when I felt it. He stuck a finger in my ass. I cringed and tried to scream with pain but was unable to."Oh you are one tight bitch!" My father yelled at me as he tried to enter another finger next to the first. That's when he couldn't handle it any longer and removed his fingers. Next thing I. She could be teaching at a university but chose to come here instead.My final class of the day was PE. For those who were part of any of the school’s sports teams, we had our own field house, which was separate from the common gym used by everyone else. The Johann S. Grossman Field House was a state of the art training facility. The funding came from the Estate of J.S. Grossman, as you can probably guess. Not only that, but the estate had set up a trust that would guarantee the maintenance and. Kinda weird, since I was the lead singer for a band called Lickity Split. I also played rhythm guitar. We started out pretty mild, you know, her coming over with our drinks between sets and bringing request from customers on napkins. All the while I'm drooling over her every movement. I've still retained enough of the country boy shyness that I never said anything about what I was thinking. One night, with just enough tequila and herb inside me directing my actions, Leigh came over to me with.