I don’t know if it was because I was so horny from all the talking, or the teasing my husband gave me, or the excitement of being fucked by someone ...ew who really knew how to fuck, but the entire time he was fucking me I kept telling him how my pussy was now his. I told him he could have it whenever he wanted. It wasn’t that he was a better lay than my husband, so much as I was enjoying the shift on power… I had made the decision to fuck someone else, and here I was, getting filled with a guys. Though bigger than the middle school locker room, everything else is about the same with the taupe lockers, narrow blue plastic benches, and white brick walls. There's dampness in the air. Did this come from the showers or the girls? The fresh, strong smell of sweat and an underwhelming odor of chlorine bleach fills my nose. I listen for any noise but hear nothing over the pounding of my heart and the echo of my footsteps across the tile floor. Why did Tony want me here? Would he show up,. The little freak wanted him to keep going, and he wanted to see how far he could get before one of them said he was breaking the rules.He whispered, "I have to do your butt now." His choice of words was directly related to the location of his erect cock."That's what I was thinking," Rebecca said.Deana surprised him and said, “Pull them down," but before her words registered in Evan's brain, his sister grabbed Rebecca's shorts and yanked them down.The tumbler's ass was petite, sculpted. Ron made sure the fire was out and they sat down and rested for a few minutes.Ron pointed to a pair of boots on the ground, "Those are Carl's boots. Put them on and see how close they are to fitting you. If they are close I'll tear up a t shirt and pack the toe until they are comfortable."With a few pieces of padding the boots fit her. Ron made her wear a pair of his heavy socks to fill in the sides of the boots. He cautioned her that the boots had to be perfect or she would pay for it later in.