" she said."And I want another glass of iced tea. So either go get me one, or sit down and have dinner with us. The waitress will not come back, until...you do." I was still forcing the smile. I was pretty sure that the best thing to do with the FBI was to ignore them, if possible, and stall them if not.There were six dinners on my bill and it still was under fifty dollars. I had to admit that it was a good deal. I paid the bill, then walked into the parking lot, where I was ambushed in a non. “Come on I want to fuck her too”. The voice behind me answered, “Your favorite, then?” “Yeah, lets try it”, Mr, Eight Inch replied. The man behind me abruptly stopped and pulled away from me. It felt awesome when his head popped from my ass. “He wants to fuck you now”, he plainly said. I just submissively nodded my head and started to turn my back to Mr, Eight Inch who was sitting on a chair. “No”, he said. “I want you to face me”.So I removed my panties that was still around my ankles. Both,. The temptation was intense, I hesitated. Perhaps sensing the danger, she moved away from me and stood up.“Wait here, I’ll be right back.” I sat there, my groin aching. When she returned she sat on the couch leaning her body against me. I saw she had brought back a small towel. Before I could protest she said, “Everyone thinks I am such an innocent, but I know a lot about boys and sex from things I’ve read. Don’t be embarrassed, I know you will have to do something about this,” she continued,. I pushed my throbbing prick back inside her and rhythmically fucked her ass. She continued rubbing her clit as I lifted her legs to rest her feet on my shoulders.Her cute socks were rubbing against my face as I slowly fucked her anally. She frantically rubbed her button, clearly desperate to orgasm with my cock up her ass. I thrust my entire length inside her as she began moaning and crying out "Oh oh". I gripped her thighs and watched in amazement, at her climaxing while my cock was plugging.