I turned my back to them and bent down to touch my toes, giving them an eyeful of my exposed slit and asshole. It went on for a few minutes and the th...ill it gave me was quite sensational. The old men just sat there with an avid leer on their faces and their hands in their pants fiddling with their cocks.My flashing fetish continued for a good few months. But after a while, I decided to be more inconspicuous in my efforts to show off my body to strangers. I was growing hornier by the day and. Something had to give, and in the event Becky did. It all overwhelmed her, the fact that her tattooed invitation had been taken up, that it had ended like this, with two men using her, taking their pleasure roughly, using her. She felt herself tighten and tighten, and then the climax was there. She almost choked on Drunk Man’s cock as her body seized. Then took a tumble, collapsing onto the seat next to him.Headphone Man was right in front of her, holding his stiff cock, aiming it at her. He. They were most likely better off than I was. I waded into the water again to cool myself. Once soaked I moved on upstream keeping to the very edge of the bush. I heard the waterfall before I saw it. It took me about quarter of an hour more walking before I saw it. It looked so odd. The sun caught it as it fell and cast a rainbow of sorts across the river. The rocks behind the waterfall took on a bluish tinge. Vaguely I knew what that was. The water below the rock face seemed very deep, and very. She had basic white underwear so I was reminded of a model in a Sears’s catalogue. We moved slowly into the cold lake and then we had Mel splashing in to encourage us. “Hey, it’s 86 degrees today. Just get wet already.”I took some manly initiative now, diving forward into the deeper water. When I emerged a moment later I saw Denise getting up too. I was reminded of similar lakes at Ten Mile River but none of those had girls wading in them. The New York Scout council would have frowned on.