I had no idea whose men they were, but I knew most of ours were well behind us. I waved the girls off the road quickly, urged them to hop down, dismou...ted myself and then led the young women and my horse into the woods, hoping we had not been seen."What's happening?" asked the tallest blonde, pulling at my elbow.I put my finger to my lips, patted my horse and we listened. We heard nothing."That's a good team out there," another of the three said, her firm breast hard again my ribs. My cock. ”“What can I do for you Margaret?”Margaret turned and sat down on the couch and once firmly situated looked at her, almost like she was studying her. She didn’t know what to do, and fidgeted as she stood before Margaret, like a subject before her queen.“I wonder, if you know, what you have done to me.”Confused she asked, “I, uhm, I don’t know what you mean.”“Do you ever consider while Jim is, having his way with you, what it is doing to me?”“Well, I can say, that I never considered it.”“I see,. He wound his fingers around the base of Quentin's cock and tugged it encouragingly.And he knew to finish the job.That had been the scary part for Colin. Swallowing cum had frightened him. What if he gagged at the taste, or worse, threw up? So he had practiced in the only manner open to him. For weeks, he had masturbated over thoughts of Quentin and finished each time by eating his own cum out of his hand. Now he was used to the taste of semen.It only took a few minutes to bring Quentin to. As if on cue, his stomach rumbled. "You know, maybe breakfast isn't such a bad idea." Ally's heart sank. "Of course I'll need to take a shower first. Feel like conserving water?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows.With a grin bright enough to illuminate the entire campus at night, Ally grabbed her towel and shower caddy. "Come on, what are you waiting for?" she asked as she tossed him the towel he had used the night before.In a feat only a young man could accomplish after spending the night.