So just accept that in the following tale there may well be more smutty words than you might usually expect from me.....How could this be possible she...thought? If you would have told her a few days ago the position she found herself in today she would have laughed at you. But here she was naked from the waist down, skirt pushed up around her waist, tights torn at the crotch, knickers totally cut off with scissors leaving her delightful charms totally exposed and available. Her top was pushed. ." He looked at me, but I couldn’t look up from his crotch where he was rubbing his hand slowly over an increasing bulge.I didn’t move. I was sitting in the Jeep of the coolest guy I knew, and he was openly rubbing his hard on through his pants. I was mesmerized. Then I felt him take my hand and move it to his bulge. Before I knew it, I was rubbing his hard on through his pants. All of a sudden it was my hand slowly rubbing back and forth over the large bulge in the front of his pants. It was. To fuck you?" I said. She just nodded skeptically like I was a retard missing the obvious. "Ok, let's go then" I pulled her by the wrist down the path a little and into a little thicket of trees and bushes just off the path. I heard her moaning as branches snagged at her dress or she wobbled on her heels. I reached a tiny clearing where the ground was grassy but firm since it was nearly summer and yanked Debbie the rest of the way through so that she slammed up against me. She looked up at me. " How was Paul."She climbed into my lap and snuggled up next to me. "He wasn't you."For another ten minutes, I let the activities continue. During that time, the sounds of delight and ecstasy got progressively louder.I periodically checked up on our mystery lady. Every time I looked, she was watching other people having sex, and surreptitiously masturbating under her skirt. Sometimes, she was covering her mouth with her left arm, supposedly to stifle her moans.Finally, I stood up and shook the.