Tears run from my eyes. Each stroke reddening my bottom. I am increasingly getting turned on my body is getting hot and sweaty. Perspiration drips in ...o my eyes. I feel some thing big press against my butt, it moves along my perspiring nether region taunting me as something goes in my asshole. I clench my butt. "Relax. It won't hurt so much. Haha" The object stretches my asshole. I whimper. "Please ..."Oh poor baby." The object wiggles around as I relax. The probing continues I feel another. Nathan told his brother. Oh thats gross. Well can I come in for a second? I need to ask you something. Nick asked his brother. Cant it wait? I dont want to gas you out in here. Nate said thinking quickly. Uh ya I guess! Nick said and headed to the shower. Nate just sat down on the toilet and contemplated what happened to him. He wondered what that guy was doing to his penis. He thought it felt good, at least thats what it looked like. He wrapped his hand around his dick and began to massage up. ‘We did it!’ she exclaimed through exhaustion as she collapsed atop him upon the not-yet-green grass. Looking up at her, he found that the humanness he had admired within her reflected now as a goddess-like quality. Everything about her was so refreshingly genuine and pure in its intent. Resisting the urge to bring her lips to his own, Lucas lightened the moment by appealing to their other appetites. ‘Let’s grab the food from the bike,’ he suggested. ‘We’ll have ourselves a bit of a picnic.’. Sherrie's face went from inquisitive to one of panic as she realized she grabbed the wrong deck of cards. "Oh shit, I'm so sorry", Sherrie kept saying. John was laughing. As Sherrie went to clean up the cards I stopped her. "I'll play along", I said. "What?", she said. "You're OK with this? What about your husband?". I told Sherrie, "I think we share similar interests. There's a lot that you don't know about me. My husband doesn't know and doesn't need to know. He's passed out and won't be up.