" Kristy, what is it?" ... I... don't... know... I..." Kristy, are you feeling all right?"The strange sensation swept over her more powerfully now. He... eyes were open but they were glazed as her mind was rapidly surrendering to this... what?Try as she might, Kristy seemed unable to focus either her eyes or attention on anything other than the feeling that she was no longer in control, that she was being guided, forced to submit -- but to what?The words came slowly and without feeling as if her. I suppose he edited the other out. He had pulled his cock from my ass when he came and busted his nut across my cheeks and then returned it to my gaping hole.He then turned me around for the camera and he jacked me off. I came all over my stomach which he rubbed in and then he stuck his fingers up to my mouth. I can't believe it but there it was on my screen, me licking his fingers, sucking my own cum off his hand like some wanton slut. I was every bit the cock slut as the guys I had watched on. My own fingers slosh inside of me as I feel the orgasm slowly taking hold.I can't hear what she says, but Ella finally has the strength to push him away before he chums, his cock shining in the summer sun. He steps back, panting for breath and I pull my hands away...depriving myself of the orgasm that was ready to erupt. I struggle to catch my breath watching as they pick up their clothes. I am worried that maybe Ella changed her mind that I will be left frustrated. I bend over to pick up my. Then her friend turned the heat up dramatically. 'And she should take her jeans off.' She said with a huge smirk.'Laura!' The lighter haired girl shouted at her friend. Momentarily I saw the smile leave her face before returning as a grin.'Ok!' The smaller girl said to the surprise of her friend and stepped over to where I was still sitting. Without further ado she undid her belt and unzipped her jeans, before slowly pushing them down over her very feminine hips. I was mesmerised by the sight.