I had made my way up to the knuckles, I Started working my thumb in as well. She told me to be careful and I whispered, for to her relax. I could feel...her pussy relaxing and opening more and more. With just my knuckle’s rubbing her pussy lips and her bucking each time I rolled my hand I knew that she was going to cum. I could feel the precum running from the tip of my cock; it was flowing in a steady stream to the floor. The sound of my hand sliding around her pussy was wonderful. I had at. I managed to get a seat after collecting my drink and sat down, in an alcove at the back where I could see just about everyone there.I soon noticed this rather nice looking Older guy looking at me, I smiled at him but didnt take much notice as the Backgrounf music was good and the heat from the nearby Open fire felt good, as I began to relax and daydream. I was returned to reality when a voice said quietly to me did I mind If he joined me.I looked up to see the Guy who had been looking at me. Her body ached, especially her breast which Brandi had nearly gnawed off while thigh-fucking her, and her pussy, from the crunching rape of the same thigh. She tried not to think about it, but had no luck. Just the memory of Brandi's hard, massive, silky thigh between hers, relentlessly mashing and crushing her pussy into rapturous spasms of nearly unbearable ecstacy, made her shiver involuntarily and get wet all over again.But she went almost two months again without having sex, except. She'd say she had crabs, or maybe AIDS. That's scare them off. She'd be fine. She just had to be brave.Eighteen. Nineteen. Twen-The violent impact from behind almost knocked her off her feet. She fell hard onto the concrete, her ankle twisting painfully, her cry of alarm cut off by the impact of the rough ground on her cheek. Panic exploded in her mind. Was she being mugged? Something worse? Scrabbling around, she tried to get back to her feet, but a strong hand on her shoulder stopped her from.