We headed back down in the direction we had walked earlier, where most of the people were. As we approached more people, Rachel’s grip on my hand go... tighter and tighter. There was a group of young guys, about 8 or so sitting and drinking and they all turned as we got closer. Rachel paused for a moment and I thought she was about to turn and run. Her grip got so tight that I thought my hand would be crushed. She gave my hand a tug and whispered let’s go and she walked on past the guys. They. When the wailing subsides and is replaced with a gentle mewing you stop and kiss my pussy gently.You pull me towards you and I wrap my legs around your waist as you lift me slightly before lowering me in one smooth movement straight on to your prolific cock, feeling my juices spilling out onto your balls. My arms are around your neck and your hands supporting my weight as you carry me into the lounge and rest me on the dining table. You use your weight on me now as you plough into me and I beg. I pushed myhips against her, just to be sure we had the same thingsin mind. She pressed back. Now there was no doubt, shewas asking me to at least fool around. I began rubbingher small breast and her thighs with my right hand. At every move, I expected her to push my hands away andend this, but she didn’t. I reached around andunbuttoned her Levis as her hands continued to exploremy thigh. I pulled her pants down, she had to scoot andmove to help me, until her bare buttocks were exposedand. “What’d you like better, slut? Was it having your mouth full of cock, or my asshole clenching around your finger?” “Well you do have a nice, tight ass. Plus, it’s all smooth and hairless, so it’s easier to imagine it’s a girls’.” It was a lie, of course. For some reason, the wrongness of it, and the strangeness, not to mention our playful antipathy, had my cock throbbing like crazy. I had to admit, though, that I wasn’t turned off by the lean, hairless musculature of his absolutely,.