Tight Indian Pussy

Several jocks saw me and stopped to stare. I saw some of my smart friends sitting in their usual spot. I sat on a bench at my usual place and looked for the girls. Shannon walked out of the cheer crowd in her uniform and walked directly for me. I didn't see Wendy. Shannon stopped directly in front of me and leaned down, kissing me on the lips. I asked where Wendy was. She said she thinks she went to the restroom, she was here ten minutes ago. I messaged her to come to me. I was getting concerned. I wondered if she was back to her old self and having indescriminate sex. Shannon had her hands on her hips looking at the cheer and jock crowd for her. I noticed she was wearing the uniform heavy underpants. I asked her what she was wearing under those underpants. She smiled and sweetly said a thong but some girls think that's too much and don't. I told her to take off the underpants and let me see her thong. She smiled and looked over her shoulder. She said ok and reached under indian her skirt and pulled then down. She stepped out of them and handed them to me. Shannon lifted the front hem and I saw her white cotton thong front. Suddenly all my smart friends got up and walked away. When Shannon turned around and lifted the rear of her skirt to show me her gorgeous round Hardcore ass cheeks, I saw why they scattered. The jocks were all up and flexing. They reminded me of a herd of wildebeest. Snorting and stomping around. I told Shannon to sit on my lap. As she was sitting I spotted Wendy running through the crowd. She ran straight up to us. She said she was in the restroom. I could see her makeup was smeared and she had red eyes. I asked what happened and told her not to lie to me. She said she was peeing and Jimmy Boykins walked in. He tried to get her to blow him. She told him to get lost and he got mad. He pushed her and she hit her head. He grabbed at her tits and she started to scream. He walked out and she got the message to come here. She ran. Wendy leaned forward and kissed my mouth. I could see Boykins standing in the jock crowd. The would be rapist was smiling. I told Wendy to give me her underpants and sit on my leg next to Shannon. Wendy pulled down her shorts and she was nude underneath. She sat down. I had one girl on each leg and facing the jocks. If all goes well, I may be able to write a part two to this story. My head snapped to the right. She said then left. Growling I reached out and pinched her nose, her mouth gasping for air leaving the perfect opportunity for me to slip my cock past her silken lips and shove it down her unsuspecting throat. She looked up at him and said, "I’m so sorry daddy." She had Hardcore a sultry purr to her voice. I wanted to relive that night. “You did well little Lolita; most girls panic and try to run away when the fucking starts.” In the mirror I saw the bustle was slightly see-through and I could see she was wearing a g-string. “Chin-sun, the only ones waiting for me are my mom, my dad, and my brother. “Come on. When she had a steady rhythm going, he took his hand out of her hair and let her do it all by herself for a long moment while he praised her. My futa-sister drew back her cock. Of Course…. “How long?” We indian had two daughters, your mother and Cynthia. On cue I strutted into their bedroom feeling very confident with a big smile as I shrugged off my shirt and posed with my hands on my hips. She definitely remembered what she learned. What do I say? I never really saw this side of dad before, given how years of being alone at school made me content with being alone at home, holed up in my room. Her arms collapsed and her head and shoulders fell to the bed. You forgot to count yourself.