As Gina began slowly fisting Cherie I heard Gina screech and then groan as Cherie pushed that huge dildo into Gina’s ass. They laid there a bit with...each of them stuffed then Cherie began moving the dildo in Gina’s ass. Gina soon followed fisting Cherie, each of them looking like they were trying to get the other off but hold off themselves. For a moment it looked like Gina was going to win when Cherie snaked a hand down and got Gina’s nipple in her fingers and nipped at her clit while ramming. As time went on it was obvious through gestures and body language the conversation was getting more serious. Will had reached across the table and was softly rubbing the back of Lyn's hand and forearm with one finger while he was making some important point or another, to which she would occasionally node her head no or answer in a quiet single word. Shit I wished I could hear what they were saying! I wasn't sure exactly what the words were but I have been around enough to recognize a cunt. Silence, there was just the sound of his lungs filling and emptying raggedly, before he answered, “Because you’re so fucking sexy, they’d never believe I was doing a girl two years older than me and certainly not one as fit as you.” I smiled slightly, and then he blurted out more, “They all fancy you, the talk in the locker room is often filled with suggestions on what you might look like nude, plus what they’d like to do to you sexually and how fantastic your tits are.” I fidgeted my hips. The cell phone pushes right up to a close up on the face-sitting woman. Her eyes, when they flutter open, are glazed over and red. She’s on more than just something. Her mouth is parted in this strange suspended moan of pleasure; no sound is coming out, but the way she’s moving she seems to be enjoying herself.Chuckles from behind the camera. A voice says, “Dude…” It pans down to the young man below her. He swishes his head from side to side. He’s holding her hips with his hands and moving her.