“Kick them off and lay down on the blanket. You can leave your tennis shoes on.” He played the camera all over her naked body as she got down on t...e blanket, lying on her back, her legs coyly together. “Spread your legs for the camera, Brandy. Show me all of your treasures.”She spread her legs like a wanton whore, not like a virgin. The camera continued to explore her body as she revealed herself to it intimately. It was shameful, yet at the same time exciting, her pussy soaked with her juices. Tuck in the shirt though, or bind it at the back or something, those shorts are short enough to be hidden by the shirt.” He left to start his shift and let the manager know I’d be there in a moment. I went into the single-person-bathroom and made a face at my reflection in the mirror. My dark brown hair was messed up, the tips wet and curling when they should be straight. I tore off my poor red shirt and attempted to dry my hair and bra with some paper towels. It had little effect, and when I. I quickly looked at Tom as my mouth clamped down on Sarah’s nipple.My eyes rolled in their sockets. Fucking heaven, I thought. I sucked and licked on her breasts.“This is fucking wonderful…” I said. I saw Sarah smile, it was my sign of acceptance. I just knew I was going to have her.I slipped off the sofa and stood between her legs as I still sucked on her nipples. John sidled up to Sarah and as I felt and wobbled her breasts openly, I saw Sarah grasp both cocks and start to pump then.Tom’s. Like the short curly hair on his head, his pubic hair was gray. He climbed onto my chest and tantalizingly rubbed his spongy cockhead over my loose lips as I excitedly gasped for air. Then he just shoved it down my throat, burying it all the way. I could feel his hairy balls against my chin as I struggled to breathe through my nose. Just when I thought I would pass out, he finally pulled out for a second, and then did it again – again - and again. I didn’t fight him. My arms were outstretched.