..his fingers flexing and finding space...where there was only girly internal space.“Oh yeah...Ah... Oh yeah... Oh” from me; as he worked a finger...around my butthole and then fingers around my butt and pussy creases at the same time.I couldn’t contain myself as he worked his hands in tandem, massaging up my thighs and then expertly into my two cracks of pleasure. It was unbearably good as one finger was delving in my anus and another was rolling over my clitty foreskin.From there it was too. My eyes opened right up and I saw her standing over me in her T-shirt and panties. She sat down on my bed and we talked about what had just happened and how embarrassed I was and how she couldn’t tell anyone. I started to cry – at the time I was painfully shy – and she comforted me. She promised not to tell a sole and we just stayed on the bed holding each other. She started to rub my arm as she held me and it felt real good, as she told me latter she could smell me and it really excited. I fell for your gentleness, your songs, and yes, that you were older than me. I remember you telling me that I had a schoolgirl crush, but I didn’t care. I knew what I wanted although I never imagined it would really happen. There might be all kinds of reasons that I was attracted to you. I’ve thought about that too. I think that all the things you are kind-of fit into the places in me that needed you. That part of what I need, the older thing, that’s why it thrills me a little bit every time I. Here I am." She dropped down onto all fours, proudly displaying herself in her best light--as a bitch in heat.The hung boys moved toward her, their rigid pricks in hand. "How do you want it?" they asked her together."In my cunt. A cock in my cunt," Linda hornily rasped."Which one of us?" Ron asked."Both!" Linda told them without hesitation."Huh?" You heard me right."Linda stretched her pussylips as far apart as they would go. Her cunt yawned, obviously ready for anything--especially a pair of.