.. and my t-shirt lifted out of my waist exposing myred panties to the saleslady coming over to assist. Thesaleswoman asked if she could help... I poi...ted to thepanties and asked if she had them in a size 8..."HMMMM LET ME SEE IF WE HAVE THEM IN YOUR SIZE SWEETIE".She riffled through the rack and came up with a pair ofsize 7s "HERE WE GO DEAR...THESE SHOULD FIT YOU... WHYDON'T YOU GO TRY THEM ON"? She pointed to the fitting roomand told me to go inside and be careful not to soil them...or I'll. Ok He pulled out of my wet hole and gush his load was huge. I needed a clean up so off to the little girls room,freshend up. rick ajust the camera got most of it. Half hour later sun was coming up and half of the guys waiting there turns, Rick and the small framed straight new guy were sucking the others, Don was coming back to life, with a new found young stud giving head for the first time, poor guy trying not to gag Don loved to grab the back of your head, the k** was doing. “I’m okay,” I said. I was sore but I was all right.“Don’t sit up!” said Heather in reaction to my movement. “You might be broken.”“I’m okay,” I said completing my motion.“See you at school on Monday,” said Holly. “Hopefully Heather doesn’t run into you!”“Holly!” protested Heather.I chuckled at the remark.“Your hands!” shouted Heather.My hands were imprinted with the patterns of the asphalt. They felt raw but nothing too bad. I rotated my left shoulder and grunted.“It hurts?” asked Heather.“A. ”She was now lying on her back with her legs open wide. “They are soooo soft and gentle,” she said dreamily. “Their hands are so warm on my nipples,” she continued, then she gasped slightly. “And their tiny tongues feel absolutely marvelous on my love bud.”One of them had evidently moved down between her wide spread legs. I wasn’t sure what to do. I still couldn’t see anything, but her hips were starting to buck up and down as if someone had mounted her. She was also starting to moan. That moan.