"May pulled out an umbrella and a flashlight that she always kept in her car. She handed the light to April and they got out of the warm dry car. May ...sed her umbrella to protect their elaborate costumes from the weather as much as possible. May?s costume was that of a French maid. It was a short black dress with a ruffly skirt. The bodice was rather low cut revealing the tops of May?s pectorals, taped and stuffed into a sexy uplifting bustier designed to give her the look of having real. Michelle had never cared for Mexican food before meeting Alejandro. He introduced her to the authentic fare, and after five days at his mother’s house, she knew she’d already put on five pounds. How Alejandro was so trim, she didn’t know. ‘I want to take you for a hike. We should eat now if you’re hungry.’ ‘No, I can wait.’ ‘Okay. Come with me.’ He took her hand and led her up the side of Rock Pile. ~~~ It was warm, in the upper 70’s. Everyone had talked about how unseasonable the weather had. I flipped her around now, and parted her legs. Her tiny anus was before me. Slowly, with a roar of lust, I thrust in my huge manhood. She screamed in pain. “AAahh, aap ne to gand me bhi daal diya….” she said. I started pounding her ass. It felt soft and really tight around my cock, and I’ve never had so much fun. I pushed her face into a pillow, and gripped her hair, pulled it, and bit her on the back. When I was done, she got up, and massaged her asshole. It must have expanded due to the size. She then moved her right hand onto her belly, while still leaving her left had to massage her breasts. Her belly felt soft and sensitive to her touch. Eventually she stroked down passing over her belly button and touching the top of her pubic mound. She noticed how soft and downy her pubic hair felt, rather than the coarse texture of the pubic hair of some of the men she had slept with while at university. Her finger slowly drifted through her pubic hair and eventually touched the top of her.