Usually I wouldn’t really pay any attention to what Ashley had on, but something was different about her. She was wearing make up and her hair done....You see Ashley was like a tomboy growing up so I always seen her as how should I put this in a nice way a guy friend with tits. You see she would always have her dirty blonde hair in a pony tail. Was always wearing cargo pants or jeans. So this was a little surprise to me seeing as I always seen her as a 5’6 110 pounds tomboy. But today she was. She opens her eyes and looking at me with a weak smile nods her head. I push forward and hear her howl as another two or three inches measures the length of her pussy wall. By now half or a little more than half of my member is stuck inside gran’s pussy. She brings up both hands and places them palms up against my belly as she slowly rolls her hips under the stiff stick. She kept at it for a few minutes, opening up the tight walls gently for more wood.She places her hands on my buttocks and. It’s time to get ready. I return to the lockers, get undressed, take the towel and go to the showers. I clip my hair up to keep it dry, not to ruin the effort I made at home. I run warm water over my body for a long time, not really thinking about anything anymore. I’m here, and I’d be furious with me if I ran away cowardly. One should try everything… really? Really?I wash my body meticulously with lavender soap, put on only the garters and stockings and heels, and return to the common room.. ”“Can we take a walk? Perhaps down by the lake?”He pushed himself up, “Sure. I doubt you’re going to mug me or anything, so let’s go.” And his grin widened.When they got to the lake, he sat on a rock, and nodded at her, “So, what’s on your mind?”She looked down, and paused for what seemed like forever, then her cheeks reddened and she said, “I’m looking to get gangbanged. Is that something you could help me with?”His eyebrows reached the top of his forehead. “That is not what I expected to hear.