I had eaten and been eaten but, for the guys, only Ben had gotten his cock in me. We knew that we enjoyed everyone but that there was something specia... about our relationship. While we were out, we talked through it. I told Ben that it was up to him. I would participate in the group. I like you guys. There is a limit though. My ass is off limits to all cocks but Ben's. I really don't want to do much without him present either. I don't mind giving my brothers a blowjob or a pussy fuck at home. Thejeans had me giggling.They weren't skin-tight but a good fit and I kind of struggled to getthem over my butt. It was a male thing, you're always careful with thelast bit and zipping-up. When you get to puberty you get a great newtoy to play with, but the downsides of crushing your balls or catchingyour bestest pal in a zipper are severe. Girls get to haul away merrilyto clear the hips and zip-up without a second thought. So if I nolonger had a bestest pal there were upsides to take into. As Ben stared at her, too stiff to even breathe, Rachel gave him a final wink and turned back away from the stand. She flashed Jenn and Rebecca a silly smile and indicated back towards the sand where their chairs were set up. ‘See you guys back there.’ She wasn’t sure if they had caught her little game with Ben, but it didn’t matter. She was simply in a wonderful, breezy mood. It had been an incredible trip so far and it wasn’t even halfway over. Just a few days deep, Senior Week had already. I crushed her breasts and moved her body up and down on my penis. We moved faster, our bodies rocking and jerking with rising urgency, her cunt sliding steeply up and down the length of my immense tumescence. I squeezed her heavy, swollen breasts and rolled them in my palms. Radha moaned and ground her cunt around on my cock. “maar meri chooth ko, is bhukee chiknee chhoth ko phaad dey!” “Salli… teri chiknee chooth ko aisey maroonga ki do din key liye theek sey chal nahin paogi” I grunted,.