As soon as the first guy got there he said, "Hi sweet thing, you look hot". I turned and said, " I'm as Hot as you would want me to be, if you don't s...aring me with everyone else."He had his hand in his pants pocket, massaging his cock, so I reached out and rubbed the outline of his bulge, and sat down on the bench of the picnic table unzipping his fly. "Do you come here often, I think I have seen you here before?" I told him I try and come up here once a month if the t=weather is ok. I started. Grasping his slippery soap covered cock in his hand, he directed it to her backwood and soon was pushing into her tight little ass. She moaned softly as he slowly inserted himself and was surprised that there was no pain this time. She gripped the faucets and he gripped her waist as he began to rhythmically push himself in and out of her tight little back door as the warm water covered them. "Oh yes," she repeated over and over between her moans. Terry repeated her name over and over between. She took another step back when she saw the look on his face. Howard did nothing. Instead he just stood and looked at her, so she asked again, ‘What do you mean, Howard?’ ‘Gail, I am not a gnat, but no one knows it. Not even Frank. I don’t tell my brother very much. He can’t keep his mouth shut. You know that scarf Santos wears like a necktie? He used to wear a stickpin in the tie. It was a daisy, an insignificant little flower, maybe twenty slender petals and a big yellow center. The Spanish. My dad drove all the way with his cock hard and throbbing in his pants. Kim even fished it out when we were on a back road.“Janet his cock feels and looks just like John’s,” Kim said."I told you so and just wait till you try it,” I replied smiling over at my dad.I saw my dad give a quick look up as he mouthed, “Thank you lord.” We finally got to the other team's stadium for John’s game. We found our seats and the game started. The three of us sat there pretty much in shock the complete game..