I pull the elastic edge of my red panties to the side and look at my smooth and beautifully contoured pussy, an organ of exquisite pleasure that can o...ly be given or taken in equal amounts, who cares how a man accesses it, I can be a whore or a victim, it's my choice what I want to be when being fucked, and in my head it's the best scenario that leads to the best orgasm, either way I want it, and as I concede, I take my red panties off and sit open legged and wait for the first cock to. In front of my house Richard gave me a small peck on the cheek. "Hey do you need a ride to the airport tomorrow?" he asked with a wink."Oh yeah," I answered.The next day Richard carefully put my bags in his trunk. "So Stanford, hunh?" Yeah," I said.We didn't talk much driving out of town then Richard suddenly took a turn into a church parking lot."What are doing?" I asked. "We can't do it here."Why not," he said."We're going to get caught."He didn't say anything, he just leaned over and. Deep."She was really getting off being a whore--sounding like the most accomplished porn star around! She was making me hot and hard.I knelt between her legs, moving back just far enough that I could take my cock in my hands and guide it to her slit. Lorelei writhed and moaned, taking hold of her knees and wedging her legs further open so her gorgeous tan thighs were displayed for me. I touched her pink cunt with the head of my cock, smearing the thick arrow-shaped head in the pool of liquid. I bit my finger and smiled, unquestioningly happy to oblige.I bounced and shimmied. I know I didn’t come close to being impressive, but American Outlaw and Modern Moll seemed pleased with the result.She swatted my behind and sent delectable pain shooting up my spine. He grabbed the other cheek and shook it roughly.I bent a little lower and croaked out some hoarse laughter, letting them know I could take anything they cared to give.Modern Moll knelt down beneath me and skillfully attacked my.