“Yes my tight little slut. That’s right. Cum for me. Let me hear you. I want people to know who’s fucking this tight pussy and making you scream...” His voice was deeper, rougher, as his hips slammed harder into me. He was closer too, I could feel it. He was swelling hard and big inside of me, his movements still smooth, eager to get me off. I shut my eyes and he hissed, and we both let go. I shouted his name, loudly, gushing wetly around him, soaking his cock. He groaned mine in return, flooding. I pulled my shirt off and dropped my pants and shorts off. She slid off the tailgate and said" My turn". I sat up on the tailgate and she began stroking my cock while I played with her tits. She wrapped her lips around my cock and slammed my cock straight to the back of her throat. No hesitation, No gagging.I was impressed as she looked up and smiled.I ran my fingers through her hair as she deepthroated my cock until I was ready to cum. My balls tightened when she slid a finger up my ass,. .. what's you're real name? Or is that a rude question to someone like you." Jillian asked."Yeah... honey... you look really cute... So what brought all this on? Or is this another of your little games Marian... trying to freak us out." Ria said."No, it's no game Ria... this is Martha's son Sam... You know how uptight she can be... he's just open enough to enjoy being a girl sometimes... So I encouraged him... I love it... I wish more guys were broad enough to express themselves... Martha. When my boyfriend started planting soft kisses on my shoulder and neck, I just leaned back into him, while he coaxed my legs wide by spreading his own legs. Our legs were intertwined, so I was at his mercy. With my eyes closed, I enjoyed the wicked comments he'd whisper in my ear. I felt my legs spread really wide, then close, then open, until I realized he was keeping with the beat of the music playing in the bar. I giggled alot. I was feeling shame and humiliation, but I was also excited.