Get on your knees on the bed and bend over.”I climbed onto the bed and spread my knees apart. I leaned forward and rested my arms on the mattress. ...My uncle knelt down and admired my ass.“You got a fuckin’ beautiful ass,” he said, running his hand over my cheeks. “Firm and hairy like mine.”After giving each cheek a couple of smacks, he started running his tongue up and down my crack. I groaned in pleasure as he did so. I could feel blood rushing back into my cock and in seconds, I was just. Holy shit. She was tightening her ponytail and with her hands over her head it stretched her torso. There are uniform rules in high school athletics and for track and field, including cross country, you have to wear a top and bottom or singlet that does not leave a bare midriff. No French cut or bikini bottoms. We had the same rules for practice at school.But we weren’t at school. We were running on our own. Livy’s outfit consisted of a yellow sports bra top and turquoise short shorts worn. I heard a cough from behind me and turned to see the three guys standing with their stiff pricks in their hands, slowly wanking and inviting me to join in. A quick glance over to the urinals proved even more illuminating as one of the guys was kneeling on the floor and trying to stuff the pricks of the other two guys in his mouth both at the same time. I watched this really sexy scene and without realising it, found my hand had dropped to my prick and I was stroking it through my trousers.“Do. Her pussy opened up for her, slick and greedy. Iris licked the soft pink flesh to prepare her, then slid in two fingers, curled them up.“Oh!” Chrisanne propped herself up on her elbow, staring at Iris. “More,” she begged, her eyes heavy-lidded, her mouth swollen. “Give me more.” Iris gave her another finger, stroking deep in her hot pussy, the slick sound of the fuck washing over her ears, grinding her hips into the sheets.“Yes…” Chrisanne moaned and dropped back into the blankets. “You’re so.