Just a few weeks before their senior year of high school was to start, with every single one of them being of age, their parents had allowed those tee...s to stay for three days at the lake completely by themselves. No parental supervision whatsoever beyond the company of their older siblings. Naturally, that prospect got them all quite excited, especially the Bishops, which coupled with their closest friends, made for a relatively big group.After a trip of close to two hours and a half from. . .)Julie began to sidle her way on the ground like she had done a hundred times before, eyes half open, she was now lost completely in her fantasy -- an abduction, ransom desperately hoped for, a madman who was slowly torturing her for the sheer thrill . . .Suddenly, fear like a jolt of electricity snapped her mind back to reality."Oh my God," she thought. "Just HOW am I supposed to move in this thing!"Julie started to panic. She really couldn't move! She struggled for at least ten minutes and. My vagina was getting stretched, my pussy getting caressed, and my tits getting fondled. The sex was going more aggressive and interesting than I thought.I could hear Harsh breathing loudly. He was panting. He was putting a lot of effort and fucking me with his full strength. He drilled me like that for about 10 minutes before his speed reduced until he took out his cock soaked in my pussy juices, and sat on the bed’s edge.Like a dirty slut I didn’t want to stop. I got down on my knees and. It was just a ten-minute walk from the opticians where she worked. I paused to collect myself and to straighten my figure-hugging black dress before walking inside. My heels clicked on the floor as I crossed to the bar.Isabelle was sitting on a stool at the bar, sheer white blouse and black leather trousers that looked as if they were painted onto her sexy leggy figure. She stood as I approached, tall in her heels, and kissed me on both cheeks.Her warmth enveloped me with that familiar aroma of.