.. to those posts over there...", he pointed to a pair ofposts positioned for that very use. It was apparent to me, an old pro,that these folks were ...ll part of the act and it was a pretty good actat that.So they spread her, lubed him, lubed her and he rammed that enormouscock into her vagina, grunting as he rammed, she screaming and cryingall the while.After a while his thrusting subsided as her desire increased and shestarted to thrust back, calling for more. "Oh God, fuck me, fuck me,fuck. Her slim, broken-nailed hand rose to her lip to dab the blood. "I am Shameera Afghani and I work for Sky News," she said with a flaring sparkle to her eyes as she examined my face. It is a face that is pretty anonymous, despite being what my few ex-girlfriends have described as ruggedly handsome in a manly man sort of way. Straight, slightly Italian-looking nose, nicely spaced gray eyes, almost too firm chin, wide cheekbones, heavy brow without being too Neanderthalish covered by nice arching. I moaned as he brushed my legs, removing the dress, it just felt so good. Only my soaked panties remained. And I wanted them gone. Mark did too it seemed, he tugged at them and the seams unraveled, convient. I moaned again as the cool air hit me, exposed and very ready. I sure wasn't ready for that kiss though, his touch sent fire coursing through me, a very pleasant fire unlike the burning pain from the goo.He backed off a little, bringing his hand up to brush my mound. His middle finger. Mandy’s heart began to thud as she fondled Patty, causing the girl’s nipple to harden. The world around the two girls shrank until it contained only Patty and Mandy, they were alone, they had only each other. In that isolated sphere, each felt a rush of intimacy for the other, only the other. Words were no longer needed as Mandy pulled her hand from Patty then quickly stripped her shirt and bra. With breasts exposed they fell together to the bed, bonded by arms, their nipples pressed.