Before joining him, Amber eyed the fence. It was ominous; lifeless in its cold, commanding stature. A dangling, rusted old sign, riddled with pellet h...les, caught Amber’s attention:PRIVATE PROPERTY KEEP OUT.She reached to touch it.The tip of her finger met the cold metal sign and every muscle in her body instantaneously locked as if she was being pumped full of high voltage. Her eyes rolled back and her breathing was suppressed. Rigid. Frozen.“Amber! Let’s go!” her dad bellowed over his. It was a magical sight. I had stopped sucking to find a condom, there was no way a perfect 7.5 inch cock would not enter my eager and hungry hole. I took one more taste of his raw cock before putting a rubber on it and lubing him up. Chris and Steve at this point knew what I wanted. Steve positioned himself behind me as I arched my back and wiggled my cute little ass left to right, teasing him. He mounted me and with his strong hands placed firmly on my hip, he pulled me onto his cock. Steve's. "I don't understand why.. I don't want to lie with him, don't, I don't..please," I pleaded with him as he looked deep into my blue eyes andwiped away the tears that were forming."I'll make it up to you, I promise, do this for me," he again pleadedwith me as I shook in his arms. "He wont be too rough with you, I'llmake sure he doesn't, and I'll be right out in the next room. If he getstoo rough, just call and I'll be right here," he added as I nodded myhead in resignation.Sitting down on the. My wife had always liked talking about fantasies that involved other people, but insisted that she would never be into a threesome or other people. For several months, the fantasy topic that seems to have elicited the most wetness from my wife was for us to stumble across a couple in a semi-public place having sex. Or sitting on a secluded nudist beach playing with each other when another couple shows up. We would both get sexual within plain sight of each other. And it would usually end up.