She finally, slowly stood up. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and looked at me with a surprising calm. ‘Okay, Jeff,’ she...said. ‘I’m ready. What’s the thing I don’t know?’ ‘Wait a minute,’ I said. ‘Sunblock first. Put your hands on the car roof and spread your legs.’ ‘Here?’ she asked, shocked. We were out in the open, though no one seemed to be in sight. ‘Better down on the beach?’ I asked matter-of-factly. She chewed on that for a second, then did as I said. I. He wanted that cock down my throat.Finally he pulled away his cock dripping with my spit.He quickly removed his clothes then took over removing mine.I was afraid he was going to rip them off.Once naked he pushed me down on the floor,grabbed my ankles holding them as he put his swollen cock at the entrance to my hole like he was taking aim.Once his head penetrated my cunt he drove it deep and hard.Fucking me again like an a****l driving his cock hard into my cunt.He stopped pulled out and. I heard the clanging of the keys just before the door swung open and banged the wall, followed by loud cheers and shouts. Joe, Kent, Cameron and Garret, I knew their voices, but I waited for more. I heard two distinct girl’s giggling and making remarks about the place.“Hey, where’s the alcohol?” One of the girl’s asked.“In the,” Garret stuttered and failed to finish.“Here, I will look for it.” Joe was the instigator of all things that ended badly. “What a cute place. Who lives here?” She almost. Into the waiting arms of Art and Roger."Hey! Who's this?" Roger said, grabbing my arms, twisting them behindme. I kicked and he twisted harder, until I yelped with pain."Steady, Girl." Art cautioned, grabbing one of my kicking feet. "Where'sCarla? Quit kicking or I'll break your toe." I'm right here," Carla stood in the doorway, scarcely mussed by hertumble. "Hold on to her, Roger," She said calmly. "Art, you tie herfeet."Art quickly lashed my feet together with a necktie. He and Roger wereboth.