.. my cousin George with his back to me... standing with his white smooth bottom on show!I had to remember to breathe! I just had to look again, I cou...dn't help myself. All the time a soughing rhythmic sound became prominent. I peeked again, this time holding my nerve to look for longer, absorbing more detail. Yes, there stood my slim cousin, wearing just his vest, and his white plump curvy buttocks on show, and he was stood right against the rear wall of the shed.His hands were in front of him. It was impossible to stop the momentum, my cock head moving past her initial resistance, and then slowly plunging into the warmth of my goddesses cavern. We never broke our embrace and our hips started co-coordinating with our thrusts, the feeling of my cock in the silky, wet warmness of her cunt, her vagina grasping my shaft in rhythm to my cocks in and out movement, her hard nipples pushed against my bare chest by her firm breasts. She reached around me pulling my body into her, her gorgeous. The memory made Fred shutter.The gang would act as look-outs, making sure his quarry was isolated. It rested with him though, to make the shot when the all clear signal was given. They roamed the street looking for a subject to provide an opportunity for Freddie to prove his humanhood. He was primed, a piece of candy was nearly dissolved in his mouth. His saliva flowed freely as he hunted.One turned the corner and the stalking began. The crew spread out, to determine if any others were around.. Only one of the Sig's garments had even been touched. We had lost seven garments in 2 minutes and a few seconds. Barb had a nasty red line on the right side of her back, where the strap must have been before it ripped away. Even the Sig's random choices were playing rough.At the speed we were getting wiped out, Rox might not have to get her pubes shaved off. I knew Barb didn't care about her hair down there, as she was one who told us she had to let it grow out for the event. Barb began the.