With all of the erotic thoughts crossing her mind and the sensations she was feeling, she quickly climaxed. She dried herself off and went back to sle...p.The next day was Saturday. She spent some time at her father's house. She caught him glancing at her ass in those tight shorts. The only comment he made was to say, "Girl you're going to get your ass in trouble wearing clothes like that". Now she really wondered if it was a dream or reality. She too couldn't help but notice that he looked very. After I’d pleasured them they walked me home and I kissed each of them goodnight. However, what had taken place earlier had left me curiously unfulfilled and, laid in bed that night, my fingers strayed to my moist sex… Several days later, on my 17th birthday, Paul told me that he and Allan wanted to give me a special present and asked me to meet them in the park shelter where I’d initially masturbated them. When I arrived they were already there. I had a very good idea what sort of present. And he wondered if her wrist hadn’t blocked the view if he could have seen a large protruding bump as the tentacles fucked her. Morrison could feel the hard-on pressing up against his pants, adjusting himself as he sheepishly remembered his task. He looked at the tablet, reading the biometrics. Her face remained frozen, but every other reading indicated an orgasm. She blinked, cocking her head quickly to the side, before returning to the same vacant expression. She drove the heads from her. “You are a fucking dumb-ass! I just told you there is NO FUCKING SERVICE!” she snatched the phone off the dashboard and threw it at him.“Maybe there’s a phone inside,” David said meekly.The look of contempt that Michelle gave David required no words to be spoken.When the engine had started to overheat they had pulled into an abandoned roadhouse service station. It looked deserted, the Texaco sign was faded and broken, hanging drunkenly from a rickety pole. The dusty driveway was choked with.