The wind must have caught it or something. Are you hurt?" the protester said, very apologetically.It was funny. While I could see those big signs woul... easily act like a sail in strong wind, it felt reasonably calm, there was barely any breeze. I guess it must have been a freak gust of wind or something. Still, it seemed odd. I had a look around. We had come a good distance from where the protesters had been. It was really too far for someone to throw the thing and still have it hit with a good. She smiled and said, “Good morning.” I mumbled “Good morning” and raised myself to lean against the headboard. I could smell the coffee. It almost made me salivate, but first I had to pee. I found my shorts tangled in the sheet at the foot of the bed and pulled them on under the sheet. As I headed for the open bathroom door I felt as embarrassed as a schoolgirl caught with her hand in her panties. I recalled the previous night, and the party, a singles mixer hosted by the apartment complex. We took both cars and well before the deadline we parked up on opposite sides of the deserted woodland car park. It was a well thought out location for such a meeting. Dead on time, an old battered Ford parked next to hers. As instructed, she got out and slipped into his passenger seat. Time for me to move.I reached behind and found the baseball bat I had put there earlier. Now, I'm not a big guy, just five foot ten, but I have a good set of shoulders and with a baseball bat swinging in my. Anton began to pump into me again and a second orgasm followed, fast, but stronger than the first. My fingernails dug into his shinny dark back. His tempo increased, his cock moving faster and even deeper. Charlie continued to fuck my mouth; matching Anton`s pace.All of a sudden I felt their muscles tighten and burning semen surged into me at both ends of my body. Then I had my third orgasm…Harder and faster they stroked, spurting down my throat and up my cunt. After what seemed like an.