I could feel asshole clenching and relaxing on his finger. Then, all at once, he pulled out. My ass continued to pucker and open even without anything...inside. He obviously noticed and said "Looks like you liked that." I couldn't speak; I was ashamed of myself. "I'm glad. You know it's not rape if you like it," he laughed at his reasoning. I had no reply. With no obvious objection he did something that shouldn't have suprised me but did. With his cock gripped at the base, he began to slap it. Cuffs in hand, she threw herself at Debby. She had to pin her sister long enough to get the red ball out of her own mouth. She had to explain! Millie had an icy feeling in her stomach. If Debby read a diary she never wrote, then perhaps Debby hadn’t written what she had read! There was only one person who could have done this. Billy!Once again Millie made an attempt to remove her gag. Before she could, she was shoved onto Debby’s antique king size bed. Before she could scramble back off, her. We would pull atube behind the boat for some water sports, drink lotsof Budweiser and probably be somewhat ripped beforeeven getting to “The Stop”. The boys were more than alittle disappointed when Annette showed up solo.All of her friends had previous commitments, so itwould just be 3 and 1. Their hopes of some “fresh meat”to liven up the day would be limited to burgers at thebar, it appeared. We dropped the boat in the river at2:00 and our adventure was on. About 30. She groaned a little, but we were trying very hard to be quiet. As I sucked, my hands worked on the buttons of her jeans; opening them and sliding the tight denim to her knees, then one hand dived in to feel the crotch of her G-string panties. It was already wet, and my rubbing just increased the flow. I released her nipple, and dropped lower, pulling aside her gusset to look at the glistening, bald pussy beneath. She spread her legs as wide as she could and grabbed my hair. I pushed two.