We walked halfway around a beautiful scenic pond that looked like it could be in a movie. Funny thing was that it was in a movie, an X-rated movie.We ...pproached a few people sitting on benches taking a break. Mr. Bailey introduced me and told them that they should put me in their movie.For the first time I felt like a piece of meat on display.I was looked at from every possible angle. They looked at my big breasts, my belly, my ass, and my face. They looked at my hair, my feet, and my trimmed. My balls were pretty empty but my cock was not taking ‘no’ for an answer. I ploughed her fast and deep, my tip poking her uterus. All of Liz’s pussy muscles contracted, choking my meat as she came hard. Her legs started to tremble. I knew what to do next. We fell on our sides so I could be the big spoon. I tucked her knees up to her tits and then held one leg in the air so I could really let the fast motion from my hips allow me to slide in and out of her tiring pussy. The position was just. Add an audience full of punks, people who were there to beat up punks, lost tourists, and a few true believers like me, and you have a recipe for... an interesting experience, that's for sure. Anyway, Alan heard that and said, "What's that? You said you wanted to fuck us? You couldn't handle both of us." Fuck off, commie faggot!" (They had played "Che" a few minutes before.)"You know, that's the seventh time you've called me a faggot. That's not cool." He lit a cigarette. Most of the audience. So when I caught him jerking off to a picture of my friend I decided that he was not worth it. Yet, I had been in a relationship for so long that the world outside had changed and I had not noticed. I felt I was a beginner in the dating scene and more so in the sex scene, so when I went to my friend (the same one my boyfriend was jerking off to) she smiled broadly and told me she knew just the place for me to start on. She went shopping with me for an appropriate dress and picked me a black.