I could smell his sweat as he heaved against me and every single one of my limbs ached; I could barely move. I sobbed, hardly able to breathe, as he g...ined pace, occasionally stopping to spit down on my ass again.“Do you like that, you fucking slut?” He growled, wrenching my head back with each thrust. I still heard the music of the party inside, trembling faintly in the air. The lights glimmered past the trees but we were invisible to them. “Do you?!” He hissed, leaning forward so his lips. We left early Saturday morning, Steph slept most of the way while Beth and the sat-nav helped navigate to Somerset, she kept me awake by updating me on who was who in the music world even though l wasn’t interested. We pulled into the campsite early afternoon put up the tent and went for something to eat after that it was find the nearest supermarket to get food and drink supplies along with games they could play while camping such as swing-ball and as a treat l told Beth and Steph they had a. ’She stood close to me and put my fingers on the remaining button of her blouse. Our tangled fingers slowly removed her blouse and she stepped back for effect and my benefit as she dropped it to the floor, at the same time cupping each of her tits with her hands. ‘You like?’ She asked, knowing full well what my answer would be.Her suntan really was as good as she had said. It suited her skin and she had the complexion to go with it. ‘Now the zip,’ she said turning her back to me so I could help. "You get those things, don't you?" Amy prompted.Roberta shrugged. "The tapes--sure. But two men--or more--at once is a little more difficult. Les doesn't mind making it with me and a woman at the same time, but he always draws the line at another man. Or more than one other man." That's only two things," Amy said. "You told me there were three."Roberta paused, wetting her lips with the tips of her tongue, the same tongue that had driven Amy's taut clitoris to such heights the night before, the.