After a few minutes I shifted slightly and looked at her face. She opened her eyes and I saw them filled with pure emotion and sublime lust. She then ...hifted her legs and rested them on my lower back. Any pressure just there was a great turn on, so I thrust into her harder; gripping the bed post with one hand to increase the force of my thrusts. After a little of this, a change came over her. She dug her nails into both my shoulders and held me tighter with her legs. I knew exactly what to do –. She agreed and he left leaving Alyssa and her students alone in the building. Now alone the girls enacted their plan. The head cheerleader called Alyssa over and as Alyssa bent over the desk to look at the problem on the paper she was grabbed and a gag forced into her mouth. She struggled but she was helpless and soon stripped and tied naked and spread eagled on her desk. She shook in fear as she saw cameras set up to record the action. The head cheerleader whispered in her ear "bitch you. Like therapy for me, prison for dad wrong. But those thoughts quickly escaped my mind as I rubbed my fingers over my puffy little lips recalling how good my father felt between my thighs. I needed more and I was determined to get what I wanted. Only child syndrome I suppose. I drifted back to slip while still rubbing my wet little love hole. I slowly came back to consciousness as I heard my father begin to stir. I pretended to still be asleep when I felt him sit up in bed. He was muttering to. Well, if Gene looked like hewas going to park himself all morning, Sarah would justhave to invent some excuse to get rid of him. Sarah had the dishes done by the time Mike returnedfrom their daughter’s bedroom. “She’s all set to watchtelevision with her mommy,” Mike said with a smile whenhe joined Sarah in the kitchen. “I’ll go get Gene’stelevision set, then head for the Brewery.” After her husband had left, Sarah sat beside hersmall daughter.