"Oh Kaylie, you get me so fuckin' horny. You're such a dirty slut!" OH, YES, COACH!"Suddenly, while crouched peering through the small opening, beatin... off, I briefly lost my balance and had to flail my arms to catch hold of something. In my panicked efforts, I accidentally hit the door which swung slightly more ajar. I knew the damage was done when I heard Coach yell, "Who the fuck is outside my fucking door?! You better fucking answer me, you fucking cunt!"Steeling myself, I stood up, push. I sit there not moving for a while, to my surprise she moves her hips up to take me deeper, it gives me such a shudder. I don't want to disappoint her so I start pumping inside her slowly. In and out picking up speed, she moans as my balls start slapping her ass. Faster, faster, deeper, deeper, I am settling into a nice rhythm breathing harder as I go on pumping. I hear her muffled moans, so I go faster. I know we are both on the brink of orgasms. I hear her moans growing in desperation and. I watched and I waited, praying she would stay until the library closed-And catching my breath every time she leaned forward and her skirt rose a few inches on her creamy thin thighs. The library closed at ten oclock,I watched with baited breathe as people slowly trickled out, and at nine fifty when she still sat, reading away, I knew I had her. When ten struck, I silently rose, and began to walk slowly around her back. I kept a great distance, not wanting to disturb her reading as I crossed to. You'll get her off guard and then get to actually SEE what's cradled in those double C cups! Brilliant!"Bob's mind jerked as, for the first time, he connected Cecelia's nickname with a bra size. With something like horror he realized that if Denny had made that connection, many other men and boys would have as well. He remembered how she'd said Horace had apologized, and felt stupid for not having known why. And she, no doubt, thought Bob knew too. That explained why she'd been flustered when.