I made a date to take Sammie out for dinner on Valentines day. I asked her to geo all out dressing up, makeup clothes boots the whole nine yards. She ...oved the idea and said yes. I made reservations at a very nice restaurant, it's dimly lit and the music is very low and soft. I like that so that we can speak softly and romantically to each other. I picked up Sammie at 8 sharp. My God she was beautiful, her gorgeous red hair shone, her makeup was perfect, I loved her eye shadow and this really. "Noooo!" Grace wailed as she wrenched her shoulders. "Stop it, Wendy!" C'mon, Amy. Finger her pussy with me," Martha said. Amy joined her mother between Grace's legs and began stroking her cunt. "She's dry." She won't be for long," Martha said confidently. "We'll have her screaming for more before we're through." She jabbed a finger into her sister's pussy and twisted it."Noooo!" Grace screamed as Amy and Martha fingered her cunt. "Noooo!" She thrashed on the ground, her hips jerking, her. The boys didn’t admit to anything and we made our way across the muddy field to the main building. It was quite a distance as we had been allocated two caravans at the far end of a large field; the other schools had large tents closer to the main building and toilet block. “You look nice miss.” Khalid told me as we walked past the other schools’ tents. “Thank you,” I smiled in appreciation, “a girl never knows what her luck will be like in a place like this.” I did actually; even. I wrapped my legs around him and tried to pull him deeper and harder into my sloppy wet noisy squishy cunt. My mouth was wide open gasping for air as he continued his onslaught of my now gushing quivering spastic cunt I locked my arms around his neck and legs around his back as he lifted me up and sent jarring pounding hard strokes in me. I was screaming out loud and long moans and groans were filling the room as my son fucked me as never before. He surprised me by standing up and holding me.