You periodically dab your forehead with a cloth to prevent the accumulation of sweat; you’re just about going mad with the heat. You’ve resorted t... wearing nothing but a pair of pink panties and a loose fitting crop top with no bra underneath, as you wait for your boyfriend John to return from the store. He went out a few minutes ago to pick up some snacks for the two of you to pig out on while you watch TV and enjoy the time you both have off.Suddenly you hear a knock at the door. You hesitate. "Don't think I'm forgiving you, nor even forgetting what you have done, to me. You were fainting right in my arms and I didn't want this party to suck because of us."Every single word of his was a knife right in my heart.Yeah, Dylan was disappointed towards me and hurt by my actions, I could tell. He had every right, but it was still painful, so damn painful.Music was playing around us, I closed my eyes and tried to get touched by the notes."It's been so long... I'm not blaming you for blaming. But there was definitely someone approaching the house. She got up, and moved carefully to the small window of the tiny kitchen. Not one but a group of men already almost up to the low wooden front gate. She looked to her father, and hoped with all her heart they would pass by the house, and she and father would go unnoticed, perhaps assumed in the fields away at work. Father looked up at the sounds of voices, laughter. They were not being quiet.His eyes grew fearful as he realised how. “Oh, I’m so ready for you!” He moves both hands to her shapely hips, feeling his chest brush against her taut teats as he thrusts his semi-erect rod against her beckoning lips. He rotates his hips as his dick dances in her daisies.Evelyn cries, “Oh let me feel that throbbing throttle.” So in rhythm Centiger moves to rub his energized erection around her elegant entryway, while running his chest along her bosom, keeping balance by holding on to the breasts of Debbie and Flora.In a tantalizing.