"I take this as a yes." He is looking into my eyes, and has hands entangled in my clothes. "Fuck my little brains out." I smile brightly, flashing my ...early whites. Without a word, Rob flips me around, and has me facing away from him again, bending me over a picnic table with one hand on my right breast, and one on my back. He yanks down my jogging shorts and spreads my ass cheeks wide, giving him access to all of my goods. I hear nothing but sense him kneeling behind me. Now I feel his face. He pounded me harder. I could feel his balls slap against me. His cock was now completely buried up my arse. He pulled his cock out and then drove the full length back into my arse. My arse was being torn apart as he repeatedly did this. After what seemed like hours his cum poured out into my arse. "What are you." I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."He grabbed me by the hair again, pulled me off the chair and spun me around to face him. "That's right. You're nothing but an arse fucking slut. Never. Some of the guys, slightly pissed, were already checking out the sluttishly dressed girl and as soon as she began to reach down, they nudged their mates and began to wolf whistle and cheer.Some of them yelled out propositions and I was tempted to text her to do as they asked, but it was a little too public here. I urged her to continue her walk and she did so, eagerly. The lads continued their calls to her, calling her a dirty slag when she didn't come back.The next proposition you get, you. We were always competitive, but I always knew Lou had won with his gorgeous wife. I never seamed to hold down a relationship well. Lara was beautiful, in and out. I constantly admired her. She seemed like a good girl. She did right by him. She never eluded to being promiscuous. She never drank too much or said anything off color. I understand why he would trust us being alone. That was a mistake.He had asked me to head over to the house, Lara couldn’t get dryer to stop running and she was.