She began to sprint, her feet pounding against the pavement, her headphones falling out of her ears and swinging against her. She could hear his foots...eps gaining on her and fought back panic.She pushed herself harder, her breath coming in shallow gasps now.His footsteps were right behind her.And then she was being jerked backward, rough hands seizing her around the waist.She whirled, her fist clenched, ready to hit her assailant as hard as she could in the nose.The man quickly moved one hand. Then she adjusted herself, stretched upwards until, like a peg slotting into position, his cock pressed against her arsehole. She held him there and began to push against him. Neither of them said anything; it was as if they were embarrassed about this intimacy, but suddenly, and painfully, he was inside her bottom. He could only press in a little bit before he felt himself at the door of another orgasm. He did not pull out.“The Spanish love it up the arse,” one of Mike’s friends said, later.. It was a strong one that made me embarrassed, too embarrassed to open my eyes afterward. I was afraid to see how Marie might be looking at me. I remembered the faces that Ken and Marie made when I watched them orgasm. I have no idea what kind of faces I had been making or what Ken and Marie might think of them. I had not kept track of my moans and groans. I do remember that my last ones were pretty loud. It was during those loud ones that I remember arching my back and pushing my pussy. I just wantedto be sure that Dave wasnot hurt. Embarrassed maybe, but not hurt. Pleasepick up Larry when gets done with Dave."I said, "Alright Heidi. I will drop the solvents off to Dave tomorrow."Larry was in Dave's car for a long time. When Larry finally dropped offDave, Larry walked slowly to my truck. I then went to Dave and gave himthe solvents he would need to remove the outfit he had on. I also gaveDave back the things he wore prior to the party. I asked Dave, "Do youneed a hand?"Dave.