The bus rolled on toward our home town after we barely won a game. And as it rolled on, I was being fucked hard in all my holes. But since I became a ...hore for Mistress Pam, I have come to love the fucking. I still hate some of the other things I’m made to do, but if I can get a hard cock or a juicy pussy, I am in heaven. And that is where I was tonight. Getting fucked by the football team once again.But, one person was missing from my gangbang. My boyfriend Jimmy was not with me. Instead, he. Frieda coughed his attention. Syd opened his eyes. She slowly drew the tee-shirt up and off. Her large, no…massive, breasts hung with a little sag and jiggled mildly. Syd watched Frieda’s large, no…massive, hands approach his cock. Syd remembered the near painful muscle compressions and thought of the sensations Frieda’s hands might give him. Syd quickly covered his flaccid cock with his hands and said ‘I not really feeling it. The massage was great but has left me tired and drained. I would. Your nipples are fully erect, as is my cock, at this point. "Then Dickie touched them like this." You raise both of your delicate hands to your breasts. You roll each of your nipples between your fingers. You close your eyes for a split second and I hear a sigh come from your lips. You continue with your story, "Next, Dickie asked if he could see my underpants." You open your legs to show me your tight satin panties. I can see the outline of your sweet pussy lips through them. "Dickie seemed to. All movements stopped, only the lund jerked uncontrolled in the narrow confines of her chut and spewed out load after load of thick semen. My eyes squeezed shut, my mouth drooled out saliva and perspiration broke out on whole of my body. I kind of died for those thirty seconds.The tornado passed away as suddenly as it came leaving an after glow of content and a sense of relaxation. Untangling our limbs I was about to dismount when she put her hands on my butt and held on. My lund surprisingly.