.......ugghhh......it’s one of my best friends Terry, I go into my spiel, man sorry dude, I’m crashed out and tired....he says..... I heard yellin... when I pulled up and went around to the side of the house to see what the fuck was going on. He says....I saw everything through the blinds. I am blushing and freaked out, I tell him to get in the house in case someone drives by. We walk into the living room together, me covered in drying cum and sweat and my best friend. My black lover lays on the. I did all three of them at once. I blew two while the third fucked me. At this point, the word must have gotten out over CB's or something, because a line formed between two trucks where no one could see except the men in the line. As I was being pummeled at both ends, I saw at least 10 more guys in line waiting to do me. All this time Jeremy was watching, taking photos and enjoying himself immensely. He repeatedly cheered me on and said things like, "You are doing great, baby. Keep it up."I. The sweaters are falling onto the floor, and the hunk is speeding up. It really feels good. That’s when she notices that the manikins are watching. Their eyes are actually following the action – the only ones who notice the wild sex happening on the sweaters. She thinks about how strange they make her feel, and they are grinning and smiling in a sly and knowing way. Now that does begin to make her uncomfortable. I mean who are they to care if she is getting fucked in the store? They are. I was going to be his lunch partner-and see what happened. About a month went by, and that's what I was. Except, gradually, he'd find me before school to talk, or after school. He started walking me to my after-lunch class every day. He'd walk into one of the two classes we shared together and drop a Riley bon mot on my head, making me giggle at the teacher.This went on for about a month. Then, one day in mid-October, we were walking together from lunch to our classes. We were discussing my.