Fuck that pussy harder. Look at you, such a hungry whore, fucking yourself with a garden vegetable. Make yourself cum all over it. Then eat it for din...er," I heard him say. "Ohhh," I moaned as I slammed the cuke in and out. "Gonna cum. Fuckkk," I yelled. My fingers made frantic circles on my clit as my hips bucked, burying the cucumber deep in my pussy. My legs stiffened and I came, screaming with pleasure. After a few minutes, I pulled the cum covered cucumber from my now sore pussy and laid. The face was one I would never forget.“Andi?” I froze in my tracks. “Andi Chance?”“Hello, Lawrence,” said the first girl I ever dated, at the ripe old age of 15. “Thank you for the rose – again.”In fact, she was standing there looking like she hadn’t aged a day, holding a long-stemmed rose just like the one I gave her on our first date. I began scrambling for a towel, but she just laughed in the sweet little giggle I loved when we walked to school each day for about five years.“Oh, please,. Slowly starting to stroke me asking. "Did you mess with the little red head again?' I attempted to find a comfortable angle to return the same pleasure that I was starting to receive. All I accomplished though was annoying her since she was attempting to keep my arms pinned with her legs. "No I didn't even think about her the entire time." I respondedThat's when I suddenly felt a sharp jolt of pain from my groin as her nails dug into the skin of my testicles as they got twisted as she sat up. What he didn't know about women's privates could fill an encyclopedia.So I was just running when Rodolfo and Jeff came up from behind (they lapped me, because of my talk with the coach). "Hey Lisa," said Jeff on my left. Rudy was on my right. "We have a surprise for you in the shower. Just go along with it, it'll be nice, OK."I gave it about a nanosecond of thought. "No, not really. The last 'surprise' in there wasn't so nice. And I don't really know you. Not that I don't trust boys around a.