I couldn”t believe how hot it was in there. I pulled it back out, then back in again. Rita let out another soft moan when it penetrated her again. R...ta looked over at me. My cock was on the rise now. Oh you are a very naughty boy, she said. I felt her hand gripping my cock and the motion of her slow strokes begin pumping on it. The feeling of her stroking my cock and the soft moans she would emit as i fingered her pussy was intense. My heart was pounding. I still couldn”t believe this was. He was two years ahead of me, so we never spent time at the same campus. Being a part of the same clique, and into the same local band, we always saw each other on weekends at concerts. I would do my best to try to catch his attention, in and out of the mosh pits. For those four years, I was never able to turn his eye or catch his attention. There was always another "more punk" and prettier girl who could. I always hated those girls... They were beautiful works of punk-rock art. I could have. I stared longingly at her ass and then looked to Kristen. She had unsnapped her pants and was reaching for her pussy with one hand while handling the camera with the other.“Watch me now Billy” Rachel commanded as she slowly lowered her jeans about two inches. “Is this what you want to see? Is this your fantasy?” Look at it Billy, look at my ass”?There it was, right in front of me. The top of Rachel’s ass. I moaned out loud and began to stroke even faster. I leaned forward and gasped out loud.. .. Ohhhh! We did! Last night! Us! Ohhhh! Gotta snuggle back in. Without. Waking. Himmmm ... there!Yesterday was. Well, yeah. Ohmigosh! The longest, the best day of my life! I got married! To this guy! Okay, this naked guy (giggle!) lying here beside me!Yesterday!We got to the church early, because Mom hadn’t met Pastor Hector yet, and she wanted to chat with him before the ceremony. Yeah, I know, he said to just call him “Hector”, but that’s not how we were raised, so I still call him,.