A piece of fabric is cinched around my head and placed in my mouth. My cries are muffled. I can barely hear myself as the blood rushes to my ears. He ...pins me back around and latches onto my breasts. He bits and gropes at my bare chest. His hands slid down my naked body. His hand reaches my dripping pussy. Im still contorting myself, trying desperately to buck him off me. Its too late. His hand rests against my soaking cleft and the bucking starts stimulating my bud. He strokes his hand against. Assertively without waiting for me to speak, she kissed me sharp and sudden, rough and hotter than the sun on my face. I had never been with a woman before. This was different, softer almost. Still lying there on the bench, she leaves my lips to travel along my body. She kneels between my legs and looks at me. She reaches up and takes a clothed breast in one hand, and fondles and presses til I sigh. My eyes kept closed, she told me to keep them shut, so I could feel it all she said. And I did.. He was very much relieved.Sam, the bus driver, had our guests in a group explaining what Swensen’s Beach was all about. He was relieved when he saw Fran and me. He noticed Rick but said nothing. I put Rick and Fran in first. Then checked off our guests as they entered.I sat in front. When the bus started I put on the microphone and stood.“Testing 1, 2, 3. Is this thing on? Can everybody hear me? Good. Thank you. Okay, just to be sure – this is the bus for Swensen’s Beach. In case you didn’t get. Leo insisted it was unfair to deprive him like that, and he loudly ordered her to "spread her fucking legs." Maybe we should go somewhere," Nicole said. "They need their privacy."Even the boys, who normally relished these ordeals, were shuffling around awkwardly, embarrassed to have pretty, sophisticated Nicole exposed their dirty little secret. I tried my best not to break down sobbing, but I couldn't manage it, and humiliated tears managed to sneak their way down my cheeks.The five us left.