My hood slides back and forth over my glans. "Nice", he says."Do you want to touch it?", I ask Vicky. Vicky looks at Vic, "Is that ok with you?" Sure,...go ahead".She reaches forward tentatively and her fingers touch the tip of my cock. She makes a fist and wraps it around the shaft. She squeezes slightly and moves her hand up and down. Her fingers are small and delicate and light to the touch. Then Vic reaches for my cock. She lets go and his left hand holds the shaft and his right hand fondles. I was bentover."No way. He's going to do me. REALLY do me. Full on fuck me. Mr.Standing Doggy is going to plow me just like Mrs. Perfect Ass," Ithought excitedly.My breathing increased. I felt his finger caress my lower lips before helet out "Nice and wet. I think someone wants this." He began slappinghis cock against the cheeks of my bubble butt."Fuck me," is all I could manage.He guided his cockhead into my pussy. It felt divine. The walls of mypussy stretched for his girth. He pushed and. When in America, do as the Americansdo. We're going swimming when we get to thelake. Leave your shoes on, though; you don't wantto cut your foot on something." Marie compliedand peeled off her shirt and jeans and panties. Shewasn't used to being nude outdoors, but there wasnobody to see but her host sisters. How bigAmerica must be. Since waving to Mom, theyhadn't seen another human being or even a road ora house. A jet plane, about five miles up, drew acontrail across the sky, but. Emily could feel a burning desire in her loins, and her mind seemed sluggish. She had no experience with drugs, but she knew the pills Angel had fed her were taking an effect. Even the overweight pig driving his cock into her seemed more pleasant now, and the shame and humiliation she felt was being numbed as the pleasure seemed to blossom, drowning out the horrors.She felt a hand stroking her hair, and looked up at the man in front of her face as she let her lips wrap around his thrusting.