" He closed the cabinet, setting something down on the counter, but I was too preoccupied preparing the salad to look. Ah, I was right. They were rela...ed. Of course. I should have known, they had the same grass green eyes and a spectacular jawline. "I just want to get today over with." I sighed. "Can you get the ranch dressing for me?" "Yeah," he said. "And I want to get it over with, too. I don't wanna be here any more than you do." The refrigerator opened and closed, and he came up behind me. Craig laid there on the bed catching his breath. Even after blowing a big ass load in my mouth his cock never really went down. That’s one good thing about fucking teenagers. They reload pretty fast. Looking around I noticed that the men were all naked now and one of the other women had left. The one still there was the first one I had met and she was on the floor happily getting a cock rammed up her ass. Seemed to be taking it pretty well too. I had to step over them when I went to pee.I was. Then layed on my back cleaned and re-lubed he mounted me slowly entering as I wrapped my legs around him. I layed back splayed open as I used my hands on his torso to stroke into me with long slow eight in thrust. Occationally wrapping my nylons covered legs around him. Loving the feeling of him sliding along the insides of my thighs. Moaning and loving the feel of him sliding so deeply in and out of me. Moving my hips so his big cock angles into my prostrate with each stroke I feel myself. "That's so unlike me," I thought. "Like letting a group of young boys fuck me in the back seat of a car."I thought about all the nasty things that Sheila, Gregg, Lisa and her friends had done to me at the Winters' house. I did those things because it was either that or go to jail. My memory of those things was very vivid and real. "But I wasn't under any threat the night of Lisa and Tracy's party, just like last night. Why were those memories like a dream than reality?"I began to think that I.