We're going to a concert tonight, and we're going to have a nice time, and I don't want to hear any sniffing and coughing."I said sweetly, "Yes, ma'am..." I pulled down my shorts."Come on, get those off and we'll hang them in the laundry room."I pulled down my jocks, still smiling. "Yes, ma'am." Stop that!"I stood naked and smiled.She shook her head impatiently and walked to me and put her arms around me and hugged me tight.I said, "Watch out, I'm all wet."She said softly, "Be quiet." She hugged. But, uh, it should be more than just the waythey dress, they should all act sexy too, like just oozing sensuality ineverything they do." That's-" And, obviously, they should be horny, like, all the time." my hormone-fueled fantasy starting to get the better of me. "Like, so horny thatthey can't even go a whole day without getting off a whole bunch! Just,constantly distracted by thoughts of sex, you know? Oh, oh, and theyshould all be bi so they can like, make-out with each other and stuff,but. "I leaned against the concrete wall of the garage and just watched. The guy in front forced her legs open and moved between them. Being totally supported by the guy behind, the front guy unzipped and forced his way inside her. With fast powerful thrusts he fucked her for some minutes then he was still as he pumped his spunk into her. Swiftly she was reversed and the guy that was behind her moved between her legs and then he too started to fuck her hard."There you go, all done," said one guy. “Not yet,” Amy answered, as she moved behind Phil. Before they knew it, and to everyone’s shock, Amy unbuttoned Phil’s shorts, and pulled out his cock, which loomed in the night air. He apparently had been as turned on as everyone else by Amy’s storytelling. Cheryl gasped at the size of Phil’s cock. Steph gasped, too, at the proximity, looming before her.“Didn’t you want to be in my spot?” Amy asked, looking at Steph, who was too dumbfounded to respond. Pushing the envelope further, Amy took.