He said something about wanting to see the view, me sneaking him in, I wasn't making good decisions at the time, so I said yes and we went in. He took...one quick look out of the window and then kissed me and Oh My God, I felt it. Down to my shoes."I've never felt like that before. I was on fire, every nerve ending was alive. My pussy was dripping and I could feel it. We ended up in one of the stalls and he just fucked me. It's funny, because he didn't do anything different, but me? I was out of. He took it out and let Travis’ saliva drip off it back into Travis’ open mouth.He got off Travis and lay on his back. Travis got between his legs and licked Apollo’s dick. Apollo put his hand on Travis’ head and urged him down to his balls. He spread and raised his legs and continued to push Travis down so he licked between his legs.He pushed a little more and Travis’ tongue found Apollo’s asshole. He slathered it with the flat of his tongue and pushed the tip of his tongue against the center. I was her hot little whore. We fucked like wildfires in California combining and burning the whole goddamn state down to the waterline.And then, after some post-game kissing and cooing, I got hard again. I stripped her naked, leaving flimsy filmy garments flung all over the goddamn room! That's ... that's just what happens when two hot little whores collide, I suppose.I hadn't lied to Emily. To get out of ever wearing a rubber, I'd told the absolute truth. From our very first kiss, and then. Each girl with her feet in the air, and each had a hung stud between her legs. As I watched, the guys all took a step back and the bench top turned like a lazy-Susan! When the next guy was lined up with a pussy he just stepped forward and plunged in with his hard cock. It reminded me of musical chairs – musical slut-wives! Every slut had her head thrown back in total abandonment. I couldn’t believe that these soccer mom types could get this wild. The man fucking my Shelley had a breast in each.