“Yeah, see you tomorrow Johnny – oh by the way, nice legs!” She winked, and smiling, got back to her paper work.I needed air, and exercise, to c...lm me down. I was looking at a potentially tricky situation developing as a result of my weakness for nubile teenagers.The Lido was my sort of place for recreation; swimming, beautiful bodies to look at and of course on a fine day such as today, plenty of sunshine and fresh air.Picking some shorts and a towel from my flat nearby I cycled to the Lido. Fiona had moved a hand to her cunt was rubbing it furiously but she had also resorted to begging for my cock and this was all I could hear as I ploughed her daughter’s cunt.“My pussy is going to be so wet for your big cock, please stick it straight in my pussy and give me you spunk.”“Come and fuck my hole please”“Please use my cunt next, it’s wet and ready, please I want some spunk”She didn’t let up for ten minutes as I made Alice come and then fill her with a gallon of my goo before pulling. We should beat me up for being a fuck boi...' others said '...no fighting only hurts good pussy. Let's make him take care of us all. Y'all game, get him...' Before I could break and run, I was seized and d**g under the out side steps. My pants were pulled from my body along with my tennis and socks, my underwear was ripped as I tried to keep them from being removed. My so called friends begin to paw me all over my body, no matter how hard I tried to knock their hands away some one would grab. Below, is an extract I wrote for inclusion in a novel written by an ex.... They rode through the forest, both mounted on Marcus’s mighty war horse, Lillian in a silence of anger. Mile after mile, the horse plodded the trail, while more and more her thoughts strayed to the way Marcus bound her hands behind her. Once the rage subsided, it was replaced with the slightest of thrills, an unusual stirring which churned her insides. The more she realized what he could have done with her, the thrill.