For the past year, she'd been fucking him practically every night too. He was one of Rachel's favorite fucking partners, not so much because he had a big dick that shot out a lot of juice, as because she knew she could always hump with Mr. Cranston without any pressure involved.

He was too old to get romantically involved with her, and both of them knew it. Rachel thought of them as best friends and humping buddies.

Right now, as they usually were together, both were naked. Rachel was sprawled on her stomach on her landlords double bed, with two pillows bunched under her belly. She was holding her asscheeks spread wide with her fingers, exposing her pink, puckered little shitter.

Mr. Cranston was kneeling beside her, his huge prick twitching up and down as he pasted petroleum jelly on the rubbery ring of her asshole. Whether Rachel liked it or not, having her butthole fingered by Dr. Hankison that afternoon had made her little shitter feel all lewd and tingly ever since.

So, now she wanted Mr. Cranston to fuck it for her. Besides, it was bound to take her mind off of her problems.

"I mean, he has the nerve to complain, 'cause I fucked Mr. Hughes!" the naked teen continued. "I mean, golly, Mr. Hughes sure didn't mind! And at least I didn't gouge Mr. Hughes in the wallet, if you know what I mean! Golly, that's what Dr. Hankison did to three-fourths of the patients on his books!"

"I'm sure you know a lot more about it than me," Cranston murmured. His big cock was already well coated with the lube. He made Rachel whimper as he started thrusting his lube slickened finger in and out of her tight, rubbery asshole.

"Oh, I don't know!" Rachel sighed breathlessly. "I mean, I guess it was my fault for fucking Mr. Hughes in the first place. Golly, Uncle Phil, I just don't know what to do with myself! I mean, I'm just so horny and everything! All I ever think about is sucking and fucking!" Rachel sighed again. "Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be able to keep a job."