“Wait. It hurt you? I thought it was only supposed to hurt the girl.”“It hurt her, too. She was really tight, and it stretched things.”“Stre...ched things? What does that mean?”Bobby suddenly felt awkward. They were moving now from a description of lust into a more biological lesson. Talking about body parts in America is never easy, for some reason.“It stretched the ... um ... skin on my ... um...” he trailed off.“The skin on your what?” she asked. Monica had never studied the male organ. Sex. There was a makeup kit. And, I can’t think why I had brought a boxof tampons.“Pull up your panties and shorts pussy,” he commanded and then said.I started pulling up my shorts and panties but he said, “Wait, turn aroundand let me see your ass first.”There wasn’t much I could do with a gun pointed at me.“Sweet cheeks,” he whistled. And before long we were hiking away throughthe woods. Not on a path. We must have wandered onto the federal land sincethe over brush was quite dense. However, he. He rests the head of his cock just inside of me, looks me in the eyes, takes my feet and places them on his shoulders, spreading my knees wide and suddenly plunges himself into my already swollen pussy. Screaming as he shoots me into orgasm. He pounds me over and over. Slowly he leans forward, pushing my knees back, opening me further to his demands. Holding himself up on his hands, he arches into me, slowly stroking my pussy with his cock. I can feel my eyes beginning to roll back into my. In fact, I kinda like knowing when I give someone an erection, even if they are a little older. I looked away before I started to get damp, though.Adam and Walt were chattering like magpies about the stock dune buggy. Walt was asking questions as fast as he could think of them and Adam was mostly replying that he didn't know."Vivian, sit down and have some breakfast," said Walt after a few moments. I guess he expected me to do that without being asked but I was being careful. Anyway, by then,.