Tell me what is a 'doggie' fuck"."I could tell you Maud, but how about I show you". She nearly fell of the chair but willingly let herself be placed b...nt over it and as her dress was lifted and her panties removed, even before she felt the head of a cock slip into her very hairy cunt, she was shuddering. "Now this is what is called a 'doggie' fuck". She gave off a gasp followed by an array of 'Ahhhh' and 'Ohhhh' as I banged away. "I have always wanted to fuck you Maud, now I'm in I'm going to. ..”, she moaned, her gyrations speeding up slightly.Now I tried to time my hips with hers. It took a few seconds, but I did it. Megan and I were in motion together, fueled by nothing but each other and teenage heat.She lowered her body further down towards mine, her face centimeters from mine now, and her soft, supple breasts pressed up against my own muscular chest.“Kiss me, sexy”, she gasped, and I obliged. We were locked into the most passionate kiss that either of us had ever. Taking hold of Ella’s right wrist he tied one end of the cord to her wrist then put the cord round the tree and tied the other end to her left wrist.“Now spread your legs,” he told her.Ella obeyed but Tom decided he wanted them wider. From the bag he took out two pegs and a hammer, knocking each peg into the ground next to her feet, then using another two shorter lengths of cord to tie her feet to the pegs. Cathy had removed a blindfold from the bag, handing it to Tom who secured it in. It wasn't that he disliked baseball. In fact, the only sport he could claim to dislike was auto racing. He was certain that would disqualify him from most of the social clubs in South Carolina. He chuckled to himself as he sat down at the bar."What'll'ya have?" the bartender asked. From his voice, it was evident the man was from the Irish section of Boston. Bryant had served with a guy from South Boston in the Army.Bryant liked beer. He always had. Sometimes, he liked it too much. He wasn't.