Then we decided to go to Palolem which is far from Madgoan and it is in South Goa near Kerala. Then we took a bus to go to Palolem. Plolem is one of t...e beautiful beaches that I ever seen in my life. On the way to Palolem in the bus, Mushfiq was sleeping on my shoulder and as his fair face was close to my face, I was feeling a little horny (but I was not a gay that time, I don’t know why I felt like that). We arrived at Palolem at about 2 pm and wanted to take a hotel quickly as we both were. She took an extra long piece of rope, wrapped it around my waist and tied a knot in the center of the rope in the small of my back. She left the 2 long strands hang behind me, and told me to spread my legs. She got my big vibrator, turned it up to high and rammed it all the way up my cunt. Next, in front of me, Jill reached between my spread legs and grabbed the 2 long strands of rope, pulled them through my ass crack and my pussy slit, and brought them out in front of me. The 2 strands were. After stepping out of her jeans she waited anxiously for his next move. His thumbs were hooked into the elastic of his boxers. His erection was by now undeniable. It pushed the fabric of his underwear taunt in an almost comical way. As he slid his hands downward along his hips tugging his boxers, the tip of his cock was snagged by the elastic band and the stiff shaft was pulled forward and downward. When his shorts were lowered enough, the policeman’s hard cock sprang free and bounced slightly.. I also had decided that if he wanted to, if he needed to fuck me, I would let him. I would willingly be taken by him. The very next school day, I tried to time when the Coach would be in his office. Waiting to be the last one in the locker room, I knocked on his door. Seeing he was alone inside, I walked in and closed the door behind me. No words were spoken, none were needed. He was sitting behind his desk and I walked over to him and he turned his chair to face me. Moving to my knees in front.