It was a woman I could sure tell that from the way her big soft breasts pushed into my side. A sweet tongue slipped into my mouth as she kissed me. Th...n her hand was around my cock and it was growing. I had only just learned how to masturbate but her hand felt real good.Then suddenly she got over me, straddled my hips, and held my cock up as she lowered herself down onto it. I was being raped but I didn’t care, in fact I was enjoying it a lot.As she rose up and settled back down I could feel. They made the heavy girls like Cindy feel self conscious. Shehated the fat on her legs was on display for all to see.Even the scatterbrained Rachel was picking up what Cindy was laying down.The length of the skirts was not something new. The three girls allagreed that part of the dress code was sexist policy from a bygone erathat the school administration defended by saying it was a tradition.Rachel also knew that Cindy only became antsy when she was worried abouthow others were feeling. The. I sat up to look around the tent, and saw everyone spread out, only partly under their sleeping bags. We all had our own bags, but they were too warm for the summer night, so they all were open to different degrees. No one else was stirring, and I sat up for quite some time peering around the tent, waiting to see if anyone stirred. I had a raging hard on, and wanted to jerk off, but I also started to fantasize about one of the guys and me pulling on each other’s dick. Earlier, I had noticed. His cock was almost 7 inches and roughly 2 ½ inches in circumference. Betty found herself licking her lips as she looked at his throbbing member.Betty knelt down in the floor in front of him and started to lick the tip of his cock. Tracey saw his cock jump when Betty's tongue touched it, and wished it was her own tongue getting that taste of precum. Betty ran her tongue down the underside of his cock, down till she was just about to his balls, and come back up. Once up to the top, she gave.