I wanted that moment to last forever as we kissed and pressed our bodies together. I was a slave to my desires - locked in a passionate kiss, grinding...my ass on his cock, enjoying his rough hands stroking me up and down.Without warning, Scott was suddenly pushing me to my feet. I groggily stood up, my mind hazy and my heart pounding in my chest. The cool night air was stinging my naked flesh, bringing me to my senses. And then, just as suddenly, I was lost again as his mouth engulfed my. I walked around the library for a little while, looking for someone to shake down for a pop, but I wound up wandering around and looking at book titles. All of a sudden I heard a voice behind me. “Those are books for elementary school kids. I don’t think you’re ready for something that shophishhhticated.”Becky Finklestein was sitting at a table behind a stack of books, wearing a bright green track suit with her hair up in pigtails. The track suit was way too big for her or anyone else probably,. At the same time he was reaching up to caress her breasts. I could tell she was enjoying it because her hips were starting to gyrate. As I enjoyed the show he asked her, “are you ready for more hands on your body?” She nodded her head yes. She then motioned for me to come over. This caught me off guard. This was not part of the deal. I thought, “well, if I just touch her body, that is no different than going to a strip club. So, as long as it is just touching, I am not cheating”. I made my way. Ken untied Karen’s skirt and flung it open. She spread her legs until we could see the triangular depression that connected her thighs to her pussy. That view always gets to me since it is immediately adjacent to heaven. Ken began rubbing her tiny panties, traced her partially exposed and plumped labia then stroked her obvious, bulging clit. “Hey, this show isn’t free. Why don’t you just copy us if you don’t feel too adventurous yet?”His demeanor changed abruptly. “Sue, open your legs so we can.