Mentally drawing her intome I wrapped her panties and stockings around my cock andstroked.I was lost as my orgasm started to build and withoutthinking...of the consequences I came in spurting spasms intothe soft material which hours earlier had held her soclose.Calming I went back to my room and stashed her underclothesin a drawer. I had to admit, if nothing else happened thisarrangement was going to be far more fun than my previousplace. Truth is at this point I had no idea what I was instore. I finally gave up on trying to lift my sister off my lap. I was able to push her up on her feet enough so I could get up, then pick her up and take her over to the bed. She didn't move the whole time.I laid her on her stomach. Her beautiful butt had angry red marks all over it where I'd gone overboard with the ruler. I'd fucked up again.I removed the bottle of lotion from my back pocket and poured some in my hand. The lotion was warm after laying up against my ass while I was abusing hers.I. "No nooo," he whispers and he pulls away.Ouch! His wet hand smacks my sunkissed ass and he digs his nails into my cheeks. I feel him run himself along my aching soft folds before he slides his cock straight into my hot dripping slit.Fucking hell he has girth, I mewl like a cat and drive back into him clawing at the sand. He stretches me open with a couple of slow soft thrusts before building momentum and driving his hips into my behind.Taking a handful of my hair he starts growling in a low. What he intended to pitch to that paragon of anal retentiveness was the need for his players to have some channel to blow off steam that was healthy and would incentivize them to strive even harder to make the coach look like a very well qualified candidate for a college football coaching position. It was then that the concept of a sluts auxiliary popped into his head, since there could be no way that Jill Norton could handle the load that the wily old coach had just proposed. The way.