To end this most recent humiliation, she must degrade herselffurther by making her rapist defile her mouth once again with his cum. When she had retu...ned to work, Baldy, who had never stopped the finger rapeof her ass, went back to plucking her cunt hair in small patches. The womanwas in turmoil. The pain was intense but she dare not stop her blowjob duties.She moaned and cried with each savage pull at her secret hair. The fuckingof her ass combined with the pain in her pussy only compounded. I had an older brother, Rick, who was nine years my senior, and we both were born with the same features. However, Rick got killed in Vietnam on April the fourteenth, a week after my fifteenth birthday, which was on the seventh of April, as well as two weeks before the evacuation of what was once Saigon on the thirtieth April in 1975. And what you’re about to read took place during my freshman year in college when I was eighteen, going on nineteen years old, but I’ll get to that later in the. Coach Mason came in right before the bell rang and started the class. Asmuch as I loved biology, because of learning about all the differentspecies of animals and their anatomy, I hated Health due to my own. Nomatter though how much I hated this class I do admire the Coach. She wasthe girls' softball coach and stereotypically the rumor mill assuredeveryone that she was a lesbian. Coach never did anything to dissuadethat notion, and I figured she really was from how her lectures couldborder on. He began roughly feeling up her body, and Jenny began moaning. She had told him how much she liked rough and aggressive guys. He wasted no time getting them both undressed. As Mike kissed her bare shoulder, he whispered, “I’ve been thinking about fucking you every time I pass you on the street. And every time I walk by your house.”He picked her up, continuing to kiss her body as he tossed her onto the hotel bed. Mike climbed onto it, and on top of her. Jenny looked down to see a huge cock, and.