She felt nervous, but also excited. She felt like she was in a spotlight on a stage, but that, too, was part of the nervous excitement of the situatio...; and she admitted to herself that she enjoyed the attention. William was definitely showing her off to his friend. It was obvious they'd talked about her. Flattering. She wondered just what William had said about her. Had he called her a 'whore?' A 'slut?' Perhaps, but she didn't think he'd say that about her. But then again, she really didn't. “Hi, Steven said I'd be coming over” I said as confidently as I could to the person. They looked over the magazine, their eye's going wide as they saw me. “Sam, Is that you?” I looked her over for a second before realising who it was. “Rebecca?” She was one of my best friends at school, but she'd moved away suddenly a few years back. “Oh my god, it is you” She almost squealed “Steven said he was sending a friend over, but I had no idea it was you.” We talked for a while, catching up and talking. Actually, they all did. Biking shorts. Lycra, or spandex, or somesimilar kind of material. Everybody had them, and they made everybodylook sexier to me. Big, small, thin, fat, it didn't matter. I lovedhow everybody looked in tight Lycra.I was the only one not wearing Lycra. I felt out of place.The ride was great, and I enjoyed everyone's company. I'm not the mostoutgoing personality in the world, but I shared a little about me justlike everyone else, at the rest stops and afterwards in. There was a little blood as Kens large cock slid in and out.“Will that be the same for me” asked Sarah, I think so I replied are you sure you want to do it? More than anything she said back. After Karen was fucked for about 15 minutes she was told to go and take a shower. Here the film ended but it was not the end of the disk there was more film to watch.On the next film we saw Karen her mother and father then shock of all shocks there was our mum and our dad. So they did know these other.