Much as the poor girl, now sandwiched between these bigstrong women struggled she could not move, the only thing she could do wasresort to screaming o...scenities but they soon silenced that. ?Get your fucking hands of me, you perverted fuckinglessee?s,? she took a breath ready to go again when both hands gripped a handfull of inner thigh flesh and squeezed. Josie thought they were going to ripthe flesh from her body, still gripping they turned their hands; Josie couldn?teven scream the pain was. He rubbed them through the fabric and my hard nipples poked through the fabric. He bit my shoulder softly as his thumbs slid over my hard nipples through the silky fabric. I was wearing no bra and the sensation was making me feel very hot between the thighs. His hand dipped inside the bodice of my dress and he played with the nipple on my left breast as his other hand slid down my dress and to my thigh.My dress had ridden up high on my thigh when he had pulled me down on him. He stroked my. Her name was Emily and She had deep brunette hair with natural blonde tips that always smelled like roses. She turned all the guys heads because her face was always bright,sexy,and happy. Her chest had 32 C cup and for a 14 year old I'd say that is pretty good. Her ass was a little bit more on the small side but was muscular due to all of the sports she did. Her eyes were cinnamon brown which could melt anyone's heart when she did the puppy dog eyes and her skin was naturally tanned. She was. What a smashing arse, Big Rick Strawbridge thought, before the immense crowds started to drift away from the rails to either collect their winnings or sob into their beers over the result. Sanaa’s denim clad bum was alluring in its splendid roundness as she bent over the white rails close to the action, loving the sound of thundering hooves. Both of them were relieved from further immediate duties for half an hour; Rick had left his bookies stall under Betty, his wife’s control being the money.