She wore a black band t shirt with the neck cut out so it rested off one shoulder, tight shredded jeans with holes in just the right places, a goth bo...s dream right down to the leather choker she was wearing, I was dumbfounded, hell it didnt help that with her chopped black hair,pouty full lips,and deep green eyes,she looked like that girl from the Tron movie, she laughed as she helped me pick up all the stuff and followed me inside.Latter at the bonfire , I stayed with her, I had no interest. In one hand I held the package with my new panties. In the other, the butt-plug I had removed in the dressing room.I was sweating, despite the tiny flimsy pink shorts and top I was wearing. Over the guard’s shoulder, I could see Piss-Master and cock-master across the mall aisle. Piss Master was holding up the video camera-phone up so Master in South Africa could watch the action.“No, Sir, I replied. I was just leaving, Sir,” I told the guard.He looked me up and down, doubting my innocence.. Either way this couldn’t be in America or Europe. Maybe we were somewhere in the more natural parts of Great Britain?‘No, I don’t think so. I’ve been everywhere in Great Britain, but nowhere even remotely looks or smells like this.’Shit! I think I said that out loud. That’s something I do quite often. And I can tell you, it has made for some pretty awkward situations.‘Uh… Okay. So where do you think we are?’‘I don’t know, someplace cold!’ That was when I saw that she had goosebumps and was. Pounding the shit out of her tight wet pussy. The two guys continued to switch pounding her pussy as Monique screamed in ecstasy, until she came all over the owner’s cock. The all took a second to catch their breath, before the owner decided it was time to fuck her pretty little ass. Her ass was opened enough as they were sticking fingers into it while fucking her pussy before, so his cock fit in nicely. Without missing a beat, he began pounding her ass like he was pounding her pussy. .