I started inching the zucchini up my pussy. I was so wet, Bobby. Can you see me, fucking myself on a zucchini with my clit tethered to a fishing pole ...hile five dirty old men watch? I mean, is that world class slut or what!Oh, Bobby, you're so hard again. Well, this time you'll have to wait!" I don't want to wait. I want to fuck you." Fuck yourself, wimp!" Mr. Williams'll punish you for that, Becky."She stared at me, a nasty, demeaning stare."Well, if that isn't the wimpiest, queerest sounding. She wanted the chance to feel like he must have felt last night. * Everything was ready. He was coming in a few minutes. She smiled secretively to herself, already excited by the promise of the night ahead. The doorbell rang. As she opened the door, she allowed her dressing gown to slide off her shoulders, revealing her black corset, which pushed her breasts firmly into sight, showing off the deep line of her cleavage. He didnt even look at her face, but immediately reached out to take her in. Smiling back at David, Ann knew that in spite of the cold hard inhospitable snowy landscape that was Alaska, the brief four-month episode she and David had shared together would remain the happiest time of her life.David, she thought, as she smiled warmly into his handsome face, you complete me.Moving languidly against each other's warm body, they shared a long passionate kiss. David even just waking up couldn't resist inserting his warm knee between Ann's warm sexy thighs.Ann felt a quickening. If they stopped for a quickie, chances are, they stopped there."Bob moved into the slow lane and slowed, saying, "Why don't you just shrug free of that top and bra, Karen?"She may as well, so she did, also kicking off the shorts and panties, then sat back naked in her sandals and said, "If they are here, should we let them see us?" What would be the point unless you want Pastor John to see what he'll be planting his seed in?"Karen knew that would come out sooner or later. The boys were quite.