The snap of the branch might have alerted them if it hadn't been drowned out by Mary Ann's lustful screams.As Gilligan swung to the bottom of the arc,...he started to pick up speed which alarmed him greatly. Instinctively, he grabbed the Skipper as he passed over. Instead of arresting his motion, both Gilligan and the Skipper continued the arc pulling him out of a very disappointed Mary Ann. Ginger, who had no idea what was going on, found herself pushed into the bush head first rudely. He however, understood my meaning completely. His hand beginning to maul roughly over my breasts, his fingers pulling and plucking almost mercilessly at my nipples taking me to new heights of pleasure where incredibly, having barely come down from my most recent climax I was ready to go again. I continued to moan deep into his mouth and when some minutes later he pulled back from the embrace I was left breathless and worse still, hornier than ever. I looked down at myself, my top was now. Then step back between my legs.Your fingers dig into your ass flesh, pressing it around my cock's stiff trouser silhouette. Your hips press back. My hips press forward. Your back arches into that seductive curve.This time it is I who moans. Maybe we both do. This is the first time you have touched my cock since we entered the room.My hands finally give up their job of steadying us.The right one tangles quickly in the back of your hair. The left slides around and cups your chin. They both force. It was flowing so good, I knew it wouldn't take long for him to cum. Of course, I was ready to swallow every drop of it like a good slut and then make him hard again and suck him some more.It was my girlish pleasure. My second date was Dan, a 42 year-old college professor. On the phone, he had told me stories about how sexy sorority girls would wear short skirts to his class and give him panty shots and he would have to teach the class with a hard cock he couldn't satisfy until he got to jerk.