We were close to the road, but on this side of the lake, almost nobody seemed to drive and people probably couldn't do it anyway, unless they had a bi... truck. The road was pretty bad. So it seemed relatively safe to go with my impulses. It was quiet and there were no voices to be heard. Except, of course, for the cabins overlooking our little field from across the lake. I took off my remaining clothes, and rolled on my stomach. She muttered something about me being too predictable and then she. He crouched in front of her continuing to hold her wrists and he pulled hard allowing the guy fucking her to get his rocks off at her expense. ‘It’s too hard it hurts, ouch!’ Jess complained. The men loved her pleas and went harder and laughed thinking she was talking about the fast deep dick thrashing of her buttocks, making her cheeks slap and wobble uncontrollably. In the end the feeling of being dicked overruled the pain in her legs. Jess used the advantage of more light to see her. Nothing like making a chick cum all over while your face is buried between her legs," I said.My step-daughter Karissa just sat there, her face beet red and not able to even speak. Sharise finally giggled and said, "Boy girl. He's got you."I just laughed.And then Karissa looked at me and point-blank said, "Ever eat a teenage girl's pussy?"I sat there, unable to even respond. Looking at Sharise, and then glancing back at Karissa, I shrugged and finally said no."Why not?" Karissa asked.I just. "I'd like to borrow it for a little bit if I may."My dad knew I was going over to help Marci. "Do you need me to come along?" asked dad."No thanks, Dad. I think I can handle this." I told mom that I would be back in time for the cookout as I headed into the garage to get the tools.A few minutes later I was at Marci's."Barry, what are you doing here?" she asked when she answered my knock."I heard you were in need of a repairman and I wasn't busy. So lead me to the garbage disposal."The boys were.