She hadn't been fucked since winter was still around, that great and horrible day Elissa and she had entertained those boys at the Cleveland Mall. She...still remembered that part of the day fondly.Amy had cried without pleasure when the old, scrawny man had forced her against the back of the shower stall and began to bite her neck. When he turned her around in the steaming hot shower and began pressing his dick against her adolescent butt she'd struggled wildly, but to no avail. He was scrawny. Then a chill wind picked up, hitting her back. She turned and noticed that the street was almost dark now."You have to get out of here!" a voice said from behind her.She turned and there was a Native American boy about her age standing there, wearing clothing that looked right out of an old Western movie, right down to the headband and moccasins. Where did the horse go? "Where did you come from?" she asked.He repeated, "Go! Now!"He was so serious and his tone so insistent that Heather turned. . fuck me… fuck.. and she collapsed after 5 minutes. I just started pumping her in the same position and she asked me to go fast, I was hitting her so hard, the whole room was filled with our sounds of thap, thap, thap… and after about 5 minutes or so she jumped out of that position. I guess she was tired of my pace and thickness of the dick.She asked me to come in missionary. I entered her and immediately increased the pace and started fucking her fast. She was going mad, shouting like crazy,. Oooh and that's a new one too."Tasha had taken hold of the front of Kelli's shirt, an old dress shirt of her boyfriend's that she used as a cover up, and opened it to reveal Kelli's swimsuit. She shook her head as she admired the very wonderful curves of the slightly shorter girl. Kelli was also something of a hit at the gym. Roughly the same height at Tasha, 5'6", she also had a very curvy body with full, tear-shaped breasts. Her dark auburn hair, which usually hung loosely to her shoulders.