He held his breath as he watched her rocking from one cheek of her buttocks to the other, wiggling and writhing lazily as she brazenly slipped the bun...hed up dress down over her thigh and all the way down to her knees. She sat for a moment in her little white bikinis, feeling so drowsy in the sun.George licked his dry lips and watched her with her naked breasts caught between her arms, pressing her cleavage tightly deep. Her breasts ballooned under her arms, making her nipples more tautly. It was a hot day today so the bathroom was a little stuffy. Either that or I’m that aroused right now.Before too long I heard the stall door close as someone entered. I scooped up on the toilet seat ready to play but no penis appeared. I can hear the toilet seat go up and I definitely heard a zipper. He doesn’t even know I’m here! I decide to peep through hole and there before me is a short boy, probably around 13 or 14, about to pee with…why the fuck is his dick so big?! He’s barely a teenager. I moved my foot so that I was standing astride the tramp, I was transfixed by Bill’s prick and couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around his helmet.Bill held my head as I ran the tip of my tongue up and down his pee hole. I heard him grown with pleasure as I started to lick the rim of his helmet.As I managed to get Bill’s cock in my gob I made my lips into a “O” and Bill started to fuck my mouth.He could have done anything, the feeling of his rock hard gnarly prick in my mouth was delicious.At least. I don’t know why. I want to know what these dreams mean Jonathon….’ The anger was starting to rise in her, even more than the lust, and she looked him square in the face now. ‘Did you drug me and rape me on the trip?’ she demanded to know. Jonathon stared at her… what an odd ethics question. What was the answer? Technically, she had done things that she would never in her right mind have done, but he definitely hadn’t drugged her. But he had forced her to want it in a way… still, because of.