While Quincy had a snarp, pointed face, the girl had roundedfeatures and a squished little nose. I couldn't tell what color hair shehad as it was dyed...a rather garish shade of pink, but I could tell thatit was fairer than Quincy's. In fact, Quincy was overall duskier than thegirl, who was somewhat palid and gray."Ione, meet Makayla, my girlfriend," Quincy said without an ounce ofshame in his voice. My look of surprise must have been comical because hebegan whooping with laughter...as did she,. . oh yeah ... I’m I’m getting close horsey, is horsey going to ... going to ... I’m ... Rann ... oh my god ... Ran ... Oh my god ... Rann ... I’m, I’m so close ... fill me horsey – fill my pussy with horsey stuff ... fill my pussy ... fill it ... come on horsey, fill me ... fill me.”I busted loose inside her and came and came and came, while Carol kept bucking on me, she was having hers and she slowed down, “fill me ... fill me ... fill me, oh shit – that was real nice Randall, that was the. You wanted himto stop but it just felt so good, you had to let himcontinue. Your heart was pounding with anticipation,wondering if he would take your breast in his hand. Hedid. He was gentle, slow moving, and soft. It felt so nice.He was now moving his hands between your neck,shoulders, and breasts and you were totally caught upin the moment. You were relaxed, excited, and beginningto feel moistness between your legs. Little did youknow that I had made my way back on the deck and waswatching.. "Actually, about that..." She guessed that there must have been hidden speakers, as she had no idea where the voice came from. "Miss Olivia, you're here for rehabilitation. You very well may end up fitting into those sooner or later..."Olivia didn't say anything. She felt her throat instantly clenching with fear and anxiety, wondering what the hell they meant."You see, here's the thing, girl. We've been watching you, right?" The voice continued. "You're WAY too fucking boring! I mean, c'mon!.