I tried to pull and thrust her and with 3 4 attempts I was in control, both were fucking in a dense banana plantation. I held her breasts on to of her...shirt and bra and squeezed and pumped faster and my thighs was hitting her legs with my penis going deeper. There so many mosquitoes and we felt it’s not safe so I stopped and told her lets not do her. She wanted to continue but it wasn’t safe, so any prying eyes might see us.I pulled my penis and we kissed and tied our shirt and pulled pants and. Resplendent in a black biker jacket with too many zips, she huddled with the others, demure, aloof, with no meat on her bones. China white skin, black eyeliner, eyeshadow, and purple lipstick; a black woolly hat hid her black bobbed hair. Furtively, I could not help but stare; there was something about her, something hidden beneath that garb and heavy make-up. She caught me and I tried to avert my eyes.“Hi, Jack.”“Hi, Grace.”One of the other goths, a tall stringy thing called Charlotte. Shy and always uneasy around women, he stuttered on about an issue with his manager’s computer whilst trying to keep his eyes away from my breasts and legs, which I accept is no easy thing.I assured him that I would speak with the IT department and moved as briskly as I could in the direction of my office. The long strides seemed to tease my aching pussy, the spike heels lifting my hips only adding to my problems.08:09Tina Jones, a tall leggy redhead from building services, appeared alongside. ‘I want some food,’ Trin said. ‘You had cookies,’ Violet smirked. ‘Just two, and not very big ones,’ Trin countered. Violet bopped her with a pillow. ‘What? You had two yourself. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you liked cookies,’ Trin said. Violet smacked her again with the pillow. Trin smirked at her, an almost evil, catty smirk. Violet reared back with the pillow, but this time, Trin caught it. Trin moved like a cat and pounced her bodily, holding up a lot of her weight by her knees,.