He ran his cream covered hand over my face, "So how's it feel to be jerked off, you owe me and as they say in the films, its pay back time, argue with...me and you'll never use that cock, I'll cause you a lot of pain, just like you caused me but in a different way, now don't speak."He tore the tape off dragging hairs from my neck, then he pulled the rag from my mouth, I coughed, choked and was just about to give him my full verse in four letter words when he jerked again, that took my breath. I'll show you some real lovin'." Then he made the mistake or putting his hand on Whitney. I couldn't believe no one had warned him. Half the team, both JV and varsity, were out of their seats with me in a heartbeat. We needn't have worried. Whitney caught his wrist in her grip and squeezed so tightly that Barry dropped to his knees."If you want to play basketball again this season you'll need that hand," she whispered. "You'll lose it if it ever touches me again." She let go tossing him back a. I stroked the brush over my clit, legs spread wide. It felt so good, I turned the hairbrush around, and slid the handle into my eager pussy. It was exhilarating, and the thought of being watched drove my crazy. I pumped the brush handle in and out, faster and faster, until my body spasmed with an orgasm so strong, I had never felt anything like it before. Not wanting to put on the same sweaty outfit, I wrapped myself in my towel and went back to the guest room to change. There was Uncle Clyde. Peter decided it was time to take the initiative and quite openly placed his hand on my crotch and proceeded to rub my cock through my trousers, alison must have been sat waiting in anticipation of what was to come next because as i glanced across at her she had laid back in the armchair and had lifted her skirt up to her hip and was slipping her panties to one side and slowy rubbing her clit. This was enough for me to take the plunge and undo peters belt and trousers and ease out his flaccid.