My dick was lodged far up inside Maria’s hot, wet, squishy pussy. Her face was contorted with lust and pleasure that I was giving her. I grabbed her...waist and rocked her back and forth on my dick, trying to make her cum. I felt her ass and squeezed it, feeling the muscle and flesh that was bouncing up and down my dick. I then reached up and fondled her boobs, twisting her nipples and making her scream with more pleasure. Then as Maria forced the pussy down on my dick, I couldn’t hold it in any. She stood a little down the trail, biting her lower lip, frozen, and unable to move. The showers were at the end of the trail but she would have to pass right behind us to get to them. She could hear your groans and my moans. She held on to a post, steadying her weak knees. Her fingers worked themselves into her bottoms and she found herself wet and wanting. As she watched our bodies, her fingers went to work. Without missing a beat, you quickly flipped me over, face down on the picnic table. It had worried her that she'd let him down, but, of course young lads are too easy to fuck on a night out. Amy finished in the toilet and secreted her discarded knickers in her handbag. Heading out to the front door rather than back to the girls she walked toward the alley behind the pub. As expected it was deserted, the only traffic down here was deliveries during the day. When Amy turned the corner into the back yard the boy was stood there waiting, pacing. Seeing her he looked panicked and. 'I just want you to.'---I helped her to her feet and we staggered drunkenly across the floor to the sofa, into which she fell and reclined. I knelt between her bronzed, unblemished legs and fumbled beneath the thin fabric of her dress to inch down a tiny, white thong. Her body stiffened awkwardly; she was tense. 'Are you sure?' I looked up, sensing her unease. Lisa nodded. I gently prised apart her legs and began planting a trail of butterfly kisses along her left inner thigh. She moaned softly.