Soon the punished CTU Senior Analyst got a good smell of his penis asthe division director pulled his penis causing a rapid displacement ofair and Chl...e to her humiliation sounded a fart like a blaringtrumpet. Bill Buchanan?s engorged dick out of her ass it had sheen ofher fucked ass hole with red blood and brown poop. His blood filledand tinged brown and red penis throbbed and jumped wildly and to myhorror spurted its hot white man juice. I remember seeing my wellpaddled bottom with the dark. Touch yourself." His voice is hoarse. At his reaction, all my shyness is forgotten. I slowly let my fingers trace my outer lips, slipping them through the wet folds, teasing him. Spreading my pussy, showing him how wet I am. Letting my finger circle my clit before slipping two fingers inside. I moan, closing my eyes. Losing myself in the moment. Letting my other hand wander under my shirt, squeezing my breasts, teasing my stiff nipples as I finger fuck myself. As I open I my eyes I see that. "I can smell your need, beauty. I can smell your lust and your desire. You want this, there's no denying it. You need this, don't you?" he growled, raising his head to look at her. Emily's face was a mask of desire, her eyes glazed over now with raw lust as she trembled in anticipation of "the act" Yesss..." she hissed.Billy smiled. That would do for now. He continued southward until he got to the waistband of her tiny panties. There he found out why he had smelled her so strongly. Emily was. I thought I heard some moaning in the chest high brush, but after I stopped and hoped to find something I moved on. There were a dozen guys on the hill of different ages, body types and wearing every style of suit they could. The common theme was spandex swimmers. Thongs, Bikinis, Square Cuts were all represented. I saw a sexy guy a little older than me off to one side. He was facing away and lying on his stomach showing off a full tan pair of golden butt cheeks. I slowly moved to 10 or so.