I made my way to it when out of nowhere I was pushed onto the stump, hands first, and my bare ass in the air.“Mmmm, my slutty little cousin isn't we...ring any panties,” Brett said, grabbing my ass. “And you're already wet, I can tell you really want this,” he said rubbing my pussy lips with his cock. With that he thrust his cock deep into my soaking wet pussy.“Damn, Jordan, I didn't expect a slut like you to be this tight,” Brett said, ramming the hell out of my pussy. I could only muster a few. Yellow-brown, like the earthy pigment of raw sienna, or a crystal blue like the open waters of the Mediterranean. Wide and wondrously inquisitive, reticent when she wants them to be, but boisterous and unafraid.I slide my middle finger inside me, trapping my swelling clit under the butt of my palm, pressing. My other hand pulls my shirt up, just enough to crescent over the top of my tits. Now bare and exposed, I take pleasure in the silky softness of my left breast, squeezing and raking my dark. We were all still naked. The stickiness on my thighs had congealed into a clammy mess. Sara passed me a glass of water. I thanked her and drank it quickly. She took the glass. I followed her to the kitchenette."How do you feel?" Sara asked me."Good," I lied because I wasn't about to tell this bright eyed fanatic that I was terrified. The bracelet on my wrist weighed a ton."I'm glad we found you," She stroked my arm. Her pussy tasted buttery. I didn't want to know that. I didn't want to know. The street was empty but for a single person, it was not the girl, it was a heavily pregnant woman. Her head was back; eyes shut in ecstasy as her slim arm stretched over her bugling belly holding up her skirt and letting her other hand plunder the contents of her pants. For the second time that morning his dick sprang its sticky head forth, what was happening to him, what the hell was going on? He had to find out!Maldea walked on mildly amused by the mayhem around her, such powers she had been.