Taking the Short Cut So I was walking across this field to take the short cut. Some girls did, some girls wouldnt. Such is life, and I found out why! ...ock was there with some of his groupie chicks, so I thought I was safe from him as he had them to occupy his needs. He noticed me and watched me walk towards him. Hey Gemma! I can get you thrown out of College! he shouted to me. I stopped what are you talking about? You got fingered… against the wall…and They dont approve… so come here and we. ‘This is better for Greta, now I can see your kitty, Kitty.’ That smile in her voice again. I felt her lick the gag and make a small moan. She moved behind me and lifted the hem of the skirt as she had at the front and tucked it in. ‘Now Greta can see your ass.’ Her hand caressed it. I could not follow with my senses what happened for a while until I felt a finger, slippery with some lubricant, stroking between my buttocks. ‘More jewellery for Kitty. You will love this I think.’ I felt pressure. I was still a bit tentative but when Greg positioned his cock hard against mine and wrapped his hand around both I was gone, it still is to me one of the most erotic things two guys can do. If Greg had kept stroking our cocks for another minute I swear I would have shot my load then and there, instead he stopped and suggested we have a cup of tea and a smoke a really good suggestion. Fifteen minutes later we were again on the bed our cocks no longer hard we took our time slowly bringing each. After a couple of deep hard thrust his cock was burried deep inside of my helpless body. His cock was so deep inside of me it felt like he couldn't go any deeper. I started grunting with each one of his thrust as that dog pounded my naked body into the steel bench. I looked over at the ground only to see my torn dress and red string bikini laying on the concret floor. Then I felt it. His knot was pounding against my slit. "Oh no, please not again. I can't take it. Please stop!", I begged..