And it might have been so but for my illness, my injury, though it would not have been for the reason I gave to myself. And now I have betrayed us, an... my name will be as a curse among us." I— I don't think it needs to be as bad as that," I stammered, more than a little appalled. But my mind was already forming pictures of the answer to my question, and I supposed it might be exactly that bad."You see already, is it not so?" he asked."You've been watching us, all of you," I said slowly.. Bob smiled and said it would be enough…Then I lay flat on my stomach on a pillow, as he lubed my ass and his cock. Bob positioned himself at the entrance to my tight hole. He was hard as steel. The bastard teased me with that giant mushroom black head. I moaned in excitement, finally backing my ass onto his cock. At least I tried.There was a soft pressure but no entry. He then began to gently move his thick cockhead around in circles and then with a firm push, his hard tip popped into my ass.. I was alone in the bus shelter, it was 07:15 in the morning and the temperature was minus 15C, no wonder my nipples hurt, covered with a thick woolly jumper and nothing else, in fact at the right distance, you could see through the thick stitches, and my darker 'Areola', well that was a fashion statement, I wanted to show them, I was 15 and growing into a woman, so who cares if guys get a 'Hard-on', thats life, right.I huddled inside my fake fur lined Parka, glad for its insulation against the. I handed Brenda one and we both dried off with me not being able to take my eyes off her sexy body.At 5'9" she was tall and lean. Her body like a runway model's. I already told you she has great toned legs. This came from years of running and lately many nights of dancing in the clubs. Her body had very little fat on it as a result. Her breasts were magnificent. I was pretty sure they were at least a 34D. The areolas about two inches across. Her nipples were still erect and stood proud of her.