"Are you all right, mister?" said a voice. Zane rubbed his elbow and looked to see who was addressing him. Hesaw a young girl, perhaps eight years ol..., looking up at him from thedoorstep of a nearby store. She was dark-haired, with a bright face, wore a flower-print dress and sandals, and was looking at Zane with avery concerned but friendly visage. Zane noticed a dandelion tuckedbehind her ear. "Yes, I'm fine," answered Zane. "That man just startled me a bit." "It was really nice of you. .. how do you mean?" Come on Beth,... after all, we have just fucked our friends, and enjoyed it, and in the next room. I could hear you screaming your pleasure, you could hear me,... fucking Phyl,... it's gotta be a little,... extraordinary?"I dropped my blouse and unsnapped my jeans. "Yes, I know." You fucked Mark; you opened up your legs, lay back on the bed and let him shove his dick into you! We probably didn't think that was the way it would be twenty years ago. So,... I just want to know. I gazed at myself in the mirror and smiled noting that my blush, eye shadow, mascara and lipstick all were perfect. Now it was time to select my outfit. I was determined to make everything perfect for Julian.I decided upon a black Christian Dior garter belt and a pair of black textured stockings. To compliment the gartered stockingsI added a pair of very lacy black Dior panties. The panties were sheer in the back to highlite my ass cheeks that Julianloved so much. the front of the panty. I continued engulfing his shaft with my mouth and throat when I felt his hand grab my curly blond hair and pull me back."Let’s see what else you have for me, bitch…” He grunted at me.So I stood up and unzipped my skirt; pulling it down to my ankles. I felt the light breeze through my bare pussy lips. He smiled and whistled when he discovered I was not using even a thong. The guy then reached out and his fingers touched my wet soaking cunt.I was bent over a bench in his camper and he pulled my.