He dug his fingers in the front and shifted things around."Are you... hard?" she asked, which sounded more like an accusation."What? No. Are you k**di...g?"He sat there, still having a hard time adjusting himself.Finally, he confessed. "A little. I don't know what's going on. It's like, I'm not aroused, but there it is."He gestured down to his crotch area.Gwen raised an eyebrow. "You're not aroused, but your dick is hard?" You wouldn't understand." You're right. I don't. All I know is that caves. Immediately my pussy clenched as the dildo inside me began to move in circles, as vibrations assaulted my clit where it was pressed against the mounded top of the machine. It felt amazing. Throwing my head back, I moaned as I began to move my hips; bouncing very slightly…My bare boobs bounced as I gyrated on top of the fucking machine, my butt humping up and down and my pussy lips and clit were mashed and rubbed against the vibrating seat. I cried in ecstasy…Moaning and gasping, I turned the. As I pressed hard against the wing of the car, I felt the first guy get inside me, and with that realisation my hands were grasped and I was pulled across the bonnet and pinned down as each man prepared himself for a free fuck. I looked out across the bonnet and noticed in the headlights another group of men fucking another naked girl, this was Åsa. There six around her and I assume they were all taking a shot, as she was well above their expectations for sex. I was not short of admirers as I. ’ ‘Well…’ she considered. ‘You did get to see me in my birthday suit, so I guess I should get to see you in yours, right?’ Something about that was incredibly arousing. ‘OK,’ I said, ‘say the word, and the pants are yours.’ ‘Hand em over,’ she ordered in a faux-harsh voice. I dutifully stripped off and turned around, covering my naughty bits with one hand (no easy task, in the state they were in), and handing her the pajama pants with the other. She took them with her free hand, and,.