The room seemed to be filling up, there were whistles and groaning sounds of approval. The blonde girl’s eyes suddenly went wide. “Oh wow…” sh... said. And then I felt a hand on my ass. Then another and another…All at once I was being ravaged. Hands squeezed my thighs and ass. I felt fingers circling my clit, tongues on my legs, my feet. It was like I was awash in a wave of touching, fondling hands. Next to me the Latina girl moaned. “Fuck,” she sighed, her body rocking back and forth. “Someone. Sherry was 20 and in junior college, I was 18 and a senior. [We were of age.] Sherry was in the band and had started dating the clarinetist sitting next to her, a nice, gangly boy, Joseph, both very innocent and virtuous, not far along in dating, kissing and cuddling, waiting for the other to advance to second base. Sherry was about 5’ 4”, plain, straight brown hair, a little thick waisted, modest tits, not much hips, not a movie star or stripper material but wholesome. I mean, nobody really. We swiftly resumed our play. She took away my cloths with a real playful manner and gave a nice smile after having looked at my real thick and long dick. I took her in my arms and kissed her for a while and then came down to her nice smooth big boobs. I could see her closing her eyes while I was playing and swiftly sucking her already tight nipples. It was wonderful exploring really nice boobs for about 10-15 min. Then I drifted down to her navel and then to her already trembling thighs.I was. They seemed to be in the way all the time, though he didn't really bump them with his arms very much. They felt astonishingly heavy at first, but he got used to that quickly. The net result was that he felt like this new body was almost magically agile. The hike was amazing, because he didn't tire at all. When they got back to the campsite, he felt like he could have gone miles farther. There was one moment when he took a deep, cleansing breath, just enjoying the feel of it, and was distracted.