

Greg continued, savouring every inch of disappointment that run into Grace’s face. Unexpectedly, Greg grabbed her hair and pulled Grace into the couch. She fell into the sofa helplessly. Then she turned to Eric , who was approaching the sofa. Grace watched Eric , her eyes like those of a trap doe in a hunter’s aimed gun. Eric stood in front of her, and Grace was immediately frightened from the evil hate behind the smile Eric wore so badly. Eric started unbuckling the belt in his trousers.
" Remember last summer Mrs. Thompson when I fell into the oak tree in your backyard and I sprained my left ankle?" Grace vaguely remembered, but she was more concerned in Eric ’s frantic hands loosening his belt. Finally, he threw his belt away. Then he started unbuttoning his pants. " My father was so angry because he couldn’t understand why I’m in that damn tree in the first place." Eric unzipped his pants and with one swift motion, pulled down both his pants and brief. His erection was exposed in front of Grace.
" You see, I couldn’t tell him. I was at the tree so I can spy on you after you finish taking a shower. You’ll walk into your room naked for a while before you brush your hair and change clothes. There I will jerk off before you finish dressing. But that day, I was so carried away I forgot holding a branch and I fell."
He laughed. His eyes never leaving her breast. Grace could hardly look at Eric . She wanted to close her ears. She didn’t want to hear perverted stories. Then like a light bulb, Eric ’s laugh was gone.
" Hold your breast, Mrs. Thompson. Now! Hold it in front of me. And open your eyes, damn it! Look at me!"
Grace touched her own breast, cupping it obediently in front of Eric. She opened her eyes. But she could not look at Eric . She just couldn’t. Eric whipped out his dick and waves it in front of her. Then still intently looking at Grace, he started jerking off.
" Squeeze it! Squeeze it!"
Mechanically, Grace did what she was told. She massages her breast. At first just softly. But sensing Eric was about to explode in anger, more forcefully.
" That’s it, bitch" Eric said hoarsely, his eyes were almost half-closed. His hands a blur in his 8-inched dick. " I think you know I was watching you, huh? You dirty slut! You want me to look at you, forcing me to do these dirty things. You know I was watching you!!"
" No, please.... I don’t..."
" Shut up! Squeeze your jugs! Squeeze them dry! That’s it...Yeah."
Then Mark was pushed to sit next to Grace. Abruptly, Grace stop massaging her breasts and looks at Mark. He was stark naked, quite skinny, but Grace was horrified seeing his enormous rod. How could a 17-year-old kid have a stiff dick as big as that? Grace thought.