So I think you need to share in some of my pain, shit for brains," he roared over the jubilant shouting of "Fight, Fight, Fight!" coming from the othe... kids.I was almost to the front of the crowd when I heard the first blow. Frankie's cronies were keeping everyone back even as they looked on with glee. My first glimpse of my brother was him on the ground, his nose bleeding, eyes dazed, and his books all over the sidewalk. I don't remember much after that. That is how my high worked when I was. “Your turn,” I said.He could not get there fast enough. He just rammed his cock in my cunt. I was so wet from my juices and a load of cum he slid right in.I came again. It was amazing. All my energy was focused on being their complete slut and enjoying their cocks and mouths all over me. My young stud started fucking me with the huge cock he was so very right about.“Mmm, I love it,” I said. “How does my cum soaked pussy feel.”He just groaned and kept fucking me. When I turned my head back there. Several women were wearing bikini tops or sport bras and shorts, and I saw quite a few asses encased in tight lycra. The women gyrated and danced in such a way that I caught more than one glimpse of a nipple or underside of a breast through a baggy tank. In a short time, my mind filled with thoughts of more than simply rock and roll.Seizing the opportunity the environment provided, I moved to the music, occasionally rubbing against Wes, who pressed back into me as I stood behind him. My hands. As soon as the leading trooper set foot into the tunnel, lights came on overhead, illuminating their way. They could see that the first twelve feet or so were formed from the same polished black stone, but it quickly gave out and was replaced by some man-made material.Perhaps twenty-five feet up the passage they came to a door in the left-hand wall. Tara spotted a button to the side of the door and she pushed it. The door swished open and one of the troopers put his arm out to stop her from.