Hues of reds, blues and purples were reflected in the wide, flat lake in the evening, doubling the pleasure of the coming dusk. On our way to the lake...I kept my hand between Wetzel’s left thigh and making sure I gave his balls and stiff cock a couple strokes every now and then. I could feel the heat of his groin building and the front of his boyish pants getting moist from perspiration from his cock and balls. It was a couple hours before dark and Wetzel and I had already polished off four or. He stuck his hand down the boxers I was wearing (my bf's), and pushed a few fingers up my wet pussy. With that he pulled down the boxers so fast I was afraid that they'd rip, and in one quick motion his cock was fully inside me. He immediately started pounding me so hard the table slid back and forth, and my breasts, smooshed under my body, ached. He pulled back on my hair with one hand and on my bound wrists with his other, and after what must have been five minutes of the same hard pounding,. They all nodded drunkenly.“Let’s go then,” Shawna smiled.Cheryl, the smallest, ended up the drunkest of the little group. “Mind the help?” she asked.“No,” Shawna chuckled, and let her lean on her and held her up when they walked through the bar and outside. Joanne and Moe leaned on Joe, stumbling behind them. The blind drunk leading the blind drunk.Claire helped her lover, Belle. Her wife if things had been the way they should have been. Like Shawna presumably, Joe’s child inside her kept her. “How many virgins does it take to screw in duh kind, light bulb? Can’t be done bro. They don’t know how to screw and you shouldn’t fuck around with light bulbs!” HONK, HONK!!What would it take to make them stop?So I parked my car in the big parking circle in front of college and slowly walked in. There was no sign of Linda. Turns out I didn’t see her all day. That helped a lot to ease my anxiety.I had a longer break between two classes and whenever that happened I always went directly to my car.