Her hand caressed my thigh before we pulled away and we’d driven out to a scenic spot and parked up.It wasn’t long before we were necking and kiss...ng; then she had her fingers up my school skirt twanging my clitoris like a banjo. But that’s the last thing I remember.Letting go of the dog, I muttered, “How did I get here for heavens sake Amanda?“O there you are Sharon, I was wondering when you’d come round; I suppose you’ll be ready for some coffee and lunch darling.”In her gentle manner she. About Steve, of course. About what we had done, about what I had done, much of it for the first time in my life, much of it I never would have thought myself capable of. Kiss a guy? Suck his dick? A day earlier I would have scoffed at the idea. Now I knew I could not only do these things, but that I liked these things, at least with him. Did that mean I was gay? I recalled the shame and guilt I felt after that night on the boat years ago, when I’d had my only encounter with another man. I. He put his hands on either side of my hips and rammed his cock in my pussy, he pumped it twice then instantly pulled out, I looked round to see what was happening but within a split second the next guy in the queue had stepped forward and rammed his cock in my pussy, again after a couple of pumps he pulled out and walked to the back of the queue only to be replaced by the next guy in the queue. He also did the same and so the guys found a rhythm and the queue moved quicker and quicker. I was. I emerged from the bathroom and her eyes just lit up. If she didn’t have that gag in her mouth, she would have been speechless anyway. Walking over to her, I tried to act as sultry and as sexy as I could. She just kept staring at me while I walked over to her and put my hands on the inside of her thighs and started rubbing her, by this time she was already worked up again with the dildo still vibrating inside of her. At this point I pulled out the dildo and set it to the side and I inserted 2.