My new friend found a nice little spot by a more pleasant smelling dumpster and pulled me back to her. She kissed me deeply again, spinning my back to...the wall as she did. She broke her kiss but hovered close to my face, sending prickles over my body, the type where you’re anticipating the lips of a beautiful girl but they are still just slightly out of reach of yours. Her teasing was heightened by her hand sliding down my chest and cupping my crotch through my jeans. She began rubbing me. "Don't worry, we're the only ones here now, and the door's locked-just enjoy yourselves," she said. As soon as she said that another girl stood behind Angie, as if to wait her turn. I was coming to realize that not only was this planned in advance, but apparently was something they even did regularly! "Mei, have you ever felt the jet? Did you ever feel the pleasure that comes from it?" my friend Hilda asked me in her imperfect English as she walked up and touched me on the shoulder. "No, I. "Ne t'inqui?tes pas, j'ai tout pr?vu."Avant de partir, Sam dit, "Attend, je vais pr?venir Chris que nouspartons." Sam frappa ? sa porte et l'entrouvrit quand il r?pondit. "Onpart maintenant." Sam sentit un trouble chez son cousin car il n'avaitpas l'habitude de le voir allong? et si calme. Il s'approcha du bord dulit et demanda, "Quelque chose ne va pas?"Chris mentit, "Ce n'ai rien, j'ai un peu mal ? la t?te ce soir, lajourn?e a ?t? fatigante."A peine convaincu, Sam s'approcha tout pr?s et. Her right leg was on the floor and her left knee was bent and pressed against the seatback near Tyrone. Slowly she sat up, put her arms around Tyrone and gave him a passionate, wet kiss. She grabbed the beer from Tyrone, took a gulp, did her soft belch, smiled and said “Thanks.” “Looks like you enjoyed yourself. How about returning the favor?” he said, as he took her hand and placed it on his rock hard cock. She didn’t hesitate and started to slowly stroke him. “That’s nice”, he said, “but I.