What a way toaccomplish a goal! It was too bad she would never knowwho fucked her. I could certainly never tell her. I began to wonder if my subconsci...us hadn’t alreadyrecognized Peggy and Liliana when I first saw them,even underneath all that makeup. Yeah, that had to bewhy I was really taken with them. Liliana was also oneof my fantasies. I wanted to rape her, too. After all,they did look pretty silly in those costumes. So whyelse would they have attracted me?I wanted to shoot my load.. It should have been my night. After that night I have not talked to either of them. I let things be. I got my acceptance letter to the University of Florida, and two weeks later I left home. I hoped I would never have to look back. I even tried getting my parents to move to Florida. It just wasn’t happening. It has been two years since I left, and if it were up to me, I would never go back. I decided to wait until the day before Christmas Eve to leave. That was the longest, most horrible drive. It didn't last more than a few seconds as I heard Stacey command; "You hold her feet up and out. Get your damn finger out of her, she's MINE!". My feet were lifted up and to the side, exposing my short legs and my wet wet wet pussy, with my pink panties stuffed up to the side. I heard the guys talking but didn't care what they were saying. Her tongue found my cunt lips. Her soft, warm tongue licked slowly and firmly up, up, upppppp....until it found my hooded clit. Stacey, Stacey, Stacey. . The back of his fingers had brushed her pubic hair then turned to feel along her slit. He grabbed the gusset of her panties and pulled down to give himself more room to feel her hidden womanhood. His hand was inside her panties, feeling her hairs, her slit, and the wetness running from her. His middle finger discovered her hole and pushed for entrance. She whimpered as her tight muscle tried to deny him but his skilled finger probed and circled and finally pushed again, her body yielded and she.