“Annie…”She panted.“Yes?”“We have company.”I pulled back and realised she was staring at something behind me. Nervously I turned my head... Standing in the clearing, was a young man, well more of a boy. At a guess 16 or 17.He seemed mesmerised by the spectacle.“Oh God, sorry”. He blushed, “I didn’t mean to…”“Shit, Angela!” I gasped.I glanced at Angela. She seemed unfazed, in fact she was smiling. Tits out, pussy on show and not a hint of shame.“Enjoying the show?” She asked.He looked her up and. " Probably. I keep seeing Heather playing Kim's bass. I think she named itKim. She's been a little... strange lately. Don't know why." Beth seemedpuzzled by her friend's sudden shift in instruments.Bobbie was also puzzled by that tidbit. She named it Kim? Tim turnedtoward Beth."Thanks. Bobbie?" Hmm?" She looked at Tim, wondering why she hadn't thought of it before."You got anything to contribute? Your ideas are always good." Nah," Bobbie said, shaking her head, "I think Beth's got this. . my body can’t help but respond to you. I shift and pull my legs down a bit, resting my feet on your lower chest. You spread my knees and watch yourself slide in and out of my juicy puss.. your hands spreading my thighs. You lean over onto me and kiss me, running your tongue over my lips. I grab your hair again, I love your thick locks, my legs locking around your waist, and I kiss you back hard. You taste so good, and your kisses are Devine. I thrust my hips against you as we make out, I’m. He didn’t manage my challenge first time. I gave him a very full bag, then withdrew the hose and wiped dry his anus and groin. I let him contemplate for ten minutes. He could see the toilet in a side room from where he half-lay, half-sat. Not too far, he thought. ?Okay Chris, when you’re ready, you may purge yourself in the toilet.? The boy hardly made it out of the chair. He simply hadn’t prepared himself for the pressure he would need to apply to keep his anal gates tightly closed for the.