Once you are sure that I am ok you bring your hands up to my tits and slap them both. Your hand holds my shoulder down and you lean in and trace my ni...ples with your tongue. Your free hand goes down to my cunt and you slap it.I moan. I can’t help it. It feels so good. You stop and look at me. “Want to cum slut?”“Yes! Please!” I moan.“Well then, who do you belong to?” you say.“Me” I moan as I feel your fingers open my cunt.You stop and get up. “You little bitch! Get up on all fours now!” you. “Pull alongside this semi and honk the horn,” she said, moaning. “Hurry up! I’m about ready to squirt and I want him to see it!”I hit the gas and pulled up beside him. It was an older man, probably in his fifties, bald with a patchy beard. I honked the horn and he looked down. With her right leg draped out the window, he got a bird’s eye view of her deep-knuckling her snatch three fingers wide. He, in turn, honked his horn and motioned for her to pull up her shirt.Pulling up her shirt and bra,. The others began to release there next batch of spunk and hosed me down covering my face and tits and stomach and ass with their loads. Still impaled on Kev’s cock I seductively rubbed it all in all over myself. Watching Brians face and seeing him stroke his erection I felt wonderful. I was floating on a cloud. Looking around at all the faces of the men I had satisfied was this was my greatest fantasy come to life. I was positively glowing. The fact I knew Brian would never forget the image was. Her fists were balled up again and her face was red with anger and embarrassment. Bree knew she didn't mean it but the words still stung. She walked to where her sister sat shivering in the dark cave. She could see that she was soaked from the rain as well. Her hair clung to the sides of her face and her clothes were plastered to her body. Trina sat there quietly and ingnored Bree's presence. She decided to take her chances and sit down beside Trina even though she figured she would probably.