She wanted to have sex, again. And that meant that she had to find a man she trusted.Like Martin, Sally lived in another city. In her case, Boston, si...ce her college days. And, like Martin, Sally came back home for Laurie's birthday. And, of course, the holidays. She would spend the rest of the year with her parents.For Sally, it was a pleasure coming home. She loved her family, her father, all her brothers, all her sisters, and Lucy, too. Lucy was just nine years older than Sally, but they. I sat back down and glanced to the bottom of the stall wall next to me and could see a pair of high dollar sneakers and a pair of Sweat pants around the ankles of a rather thin guy. I was casually leaning forward to see if I could catch a glimpse of cock when I saw a foot tap. I responded with my own foot tap and a split second later I saw a pair of the slimmest peach fuzz covered legs come under the stall. I was awestruck and in lust. as I was watching them slide under, I caught the first. Then one of the naked men comes towards me and stands to my left, almost at the same time the other naked man stands to my right, the young man also moves but passes by and stands halfway up the dune that I have behind without releasing his dick. I think now they will say "hello" and ask if they can touch ... how innocent I am. Once placed on the sand on their knees, one on each side, they put their hands on me, one on the boob and the other on my pussy and grope me, I let them do it, in this. Despite the coursing of my testosterone, I managed to protest feebly that it wasn't right and that she mustn't make me. My protest egged her on – and her eagerness in turn fuelled me, too. She leaned back but thrust her breasts in my face. Her face was a grimace of austerity and desire, and even though I knew it was a mere act, it was very arousing.Bill was still watching with eager interest as, still feigning reticence, I began to kiss his wife's breasts, then Caroline returned to his side..