The mushroom shape of the head of his manhood clearly visible , pinned to his abdomen. A small wet spot blossoming out from the head. He always genera...ed lots of pre cum. Crawling onto the bed and laying down on his back he began to work his hands up and down his body. Fingering the seams around his thighs, the smoothness of the material against his abdomen. His member throbbed. It beat with a heart of it's own. Rolling over onto his stomach, preparing for the finale, he rolled onto the large. We swam for ages having a laugh we heard one of the security vans coming so we all rushed out and grabbed our clothes and run, splitting up so we couldn’t be seen. Me and peter ran into the woods and hid watching the guard check the lake and get back into he’s van and leave. All the others had gone so we were alone finally!! We were still naked and soaking wet from the lake so we laid on the grass behind the bushes in the sun to dry out. It didn’t take long for Peter to reach over and start. Wallace. ‘Mr. Wallace?’ Mr. Wallace stood up. ‘Mr. Roberts, you don’t know why the defendant threatened Ms. Rodriguez?’ Again Mr. Roberts shook his head. ‘No sir.’ Mr. Wallace looked down at the papers in front of him. ‘Isn’t it true that Ms. Rodriguez said and I quote ‘I should have let Jeremiah screw you that day you came over to my house? He wanted to but I said no cause you were my friend.’?’ ‘I don’t recall.’ Mr. Roberts said looking very uncomfortable. ‘Uh huh…’ Mr. Wallace just stood. "How do you like that slut, do you like my dick slamming into you? You're just a fucking whore!" The sound of the bed creaking rang through the basement. I didn't even bother to look up and see what the other girl's were doing. I continued to bury my dick in Tara's inviting pussy, driving my balls against her ass. "I'm going to cum, fuck me bitch!" Tara slid her tits across my chest. I could feel her legs squeeze me tight as her ass hopped up and down off the mattress as I pounded down..