“Well, I sure don't want to have any tan lines.” She dropped to the sand and reached behind herself. This is certainly no biggy, she thought. As A...hley undid the knot she resumed the conversation they had been having before Skip broached the subject of tan lines. She tried to act as if nothing had changed, but everyone knew it had. Skip was not to be deterred by a simple change of subject. “You ever been topless?” he asked. Ashley showed no sign of irritation at the change in topics. After all,. Her legs were open and she was pushing her crutch against my face. She must have dropped her skirt because she had one hand pulling my head into her and with the other she had reached down and taken my cock and was stroking it. The smell of her bloody, sweaty cunt was terrible, beautiful, unbelieveable ... and within seconds I was cumming, my thick hot spunk blasting out of my raging cock ...Mrs Mac jerked away, bending over me. 'Ah, Fuck! ' she said. 'Look at it!' And just put it in her mouth.. Mr. Savage stretched out and dressed in running clothes, a pair of shorts, muscle shirt and sneakers. He went back to his bedroom for a little rest and woke upon hearing his alarm clock buzzing. It was already two in the morning. Time for the show to start. His grogginess wore off when he recalled the jars. There was an old campsite in the mountains where he planned to spend a weekend and brought everything there along with a tent, firewood, an extra set of winter type clothes and enough. But now I knew not all things in life are fun. I had learned the hard way. Maria’s lesson was even harder than mine. But I still wanted fun and excitement, lots of excitement, and lots of sex. I just knew that I had to go careful, not every bloke is as nice as you like to think he is. Anyway enough of that sad stuff, fast forward to 2 months later. I got home early from school on Friday. Maria, Lucy, Jane, and I were going to the restaurant. It was Jane’s 18th, and she sort of became our.