He tossed my hat on the floor while I stood there with nothing but a tee shirt and a pair of pants around my ankles. He grabbed my wrists and lifted m... arms straight up over my head. When he let loose, I held the position as he lifted my shirt and I heard him give a quick inhale. He slid the shirt up over my arms and dropped it on the floor. He took me by the wrists again and lowered my arms to my sides. The water was turned on and the temperature adjusted before I was moved me into the stream.. He knelt on the floor, continuing to degrade me, using my mouth as though it were a twat, whereupon Seamus ordered me to lower my head, hands powerless on the floor, and spread my legs wide. I obeyed like the good little whore that I am, and it was only seconds later that another boy (not Seamus) put his hands on my hips and began fucking me dogstyle, sinking his thick, throbbing dong into my helpless cunt.Being so young, neither boy lasted long, my mouthfucker pumping his load down my throat. Coming around one of many twists in the rutted lane they came upon the old farm house, in need of paint and with a few broken windows but serviceable but what caught her attention was the stand of enormous, old pines standing behind the house and walking right down to the water of the babbling brook she had been imagining just minutes before. She pulled up into the over grown farm yard and killed the engine, the silence assaulting their ears once again to be gradually replaced by birdsong and. Next thing I know his phone is vibrating. The phone is resting between my legs and it is vertically resting against my pussy. It feels absolutely divine!!! My body has yet to come down from the weekend’s excitement and his phone isn’t helping matters any. The quivering tool is making me wet all over again and it is driving me up the wall. As it goes off my already moist sex is being jolted in unspeakable ways, making me breathless. Holy fuck…with every new ring I’m getting hotter and hotter. .