Her breasts weren’t quite as big as Kellie’s, but very close.“Just shut up and get your clothes off. It’s not like I haven’t seen you before...”I stood up and unbuttoned my polo shirt and pulled it over my head, then I unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped them and pushed them and my underwear down and stepped out of them.“I promise I’ll do it with you if you want, but please talk to me about this!”“I want my first time to be with a nice guy,” she said softly.“First time? You’re a virgin?”“Yes. You know. It was a little cramped, but we managed fine. Even though they both snored, I was a sound sleeper.One day I went to the outhouse to take a leak. The flag was up. The outhouse, which was a 2 seater, had this flag on it that if it was up, it was unoccupied and if it was down, somebody was in there and it effectively locked the door from the inside. So when I opened the door, I was surprised to see a guy sitting there taking a crap. “Oops” I said.“Never mind, come on in” he says. “Close the door. My fingers gripped the edge of the bed as Rob slowly began working himself into my tight pussy. He worked himself back and forth, inch by inch, until he finally slammed his full length into me.Locking eyes with the masturbating girl by the door, I made a little "O" with my mouth and let out a huge sigh. I must have been quite a sight there: on my knees with my legs spread and my hands holding onto the bed, as my entire body - back slightly arched - rocked to and fro, my cum-splashed face. And I think I'm saying sorry to Carly, over and over again, and it's making her cry but I can't stop it.I feel a little better when the stitches are in and they're wrapping my hand up, even though my hand stings and feels like a bunch of raw nerves. I can see Carly off to the side, PearPhone to her ear, and I know she's calling my mom. And I feel like telling her not to bother, because even if my mom was somehow awake and sober, she still wouldn't care. And then she's coming back, and I can.