She snuggled up with me,Young Teacher Raped spreading her legs under a towel and giving me the camera. She thrust in, hard and deep, and they both cried out–his voice high and sharp from her throat, her voice low and broken from his–as she filled him completely.

The sensation overwhelmed him. Over dinner Mum explained why she had left my father.

“I spent all weekend doing shopping and cleaning the house, that bastard called me lazy when his poxy dinner wasn’t ready. Her erection sprang free, hot and heavy against the thin barrier of the pantyhose, and they both froze, breaths syncing in a jagged rhythm.

“Oh, fuck,” he whispered, his voice trembling with need in her softer register.