Our eyes locked as I guided his cock to my lips. They stayed locked as I lowered myself on to him.As he filled me, I had second thoughts. However, it ...as too late now. Plus, it felt too damn good. I couldn’t believe I was having sex with Ian, right after I had sex with Blake. I was a slut. I wasn’t the boring, good girl anymore. This is who I was. There was no hiding it or trying to control it anymore.I sat up and his cock extended deep into me. The angle felt just right and a moan came from. She was free to express her wanton nature and exhibitionist tendency without fear of punishment for non-conformity. The girls knew she was a natural and tried their best to hide their envious reactions. The guys were pretty much sporting erections and that was unusual considering they were exposed to nude dancing around the clock.Angela was sweating pretty hard after the workout but she was smiling because the manager told her that she should report that same evening for the "nightshift". He. But he didn't care the photos made him hard.He opened the a few of the photos, sat up in bed, covers down by his knees, he pulled down his boxers so his hard cock whipped out. He started to stroke whilst looking at the photos, imagining he was sucking on those delicious nipples, licking that sweet pussy and fucking that tight ass. His strokes getting harder and harder.The front door opens, his stepmom has come home early from work. She sees his backpack on the floor. She picks it and storms. 'Follow me.'I followed him closely, to try to help conceal my boner. Once we got inand sat down, he gave my hair a tossel and said 'I'm glad you decided totrust me k**.' Then started driving.As soon as we were on the freeway, he turned to me again. 'Ok Markboy,it's a nice day. Take those clothes off.''Here?!''Yes boy. No one can see you. Just trust me.'I carefully peeled off my shirt. The seatbelt felt very strange against mybare chest.'Pants too Markboy, fold them both up and put them.