About a month later Bobby called me one night to come over and play some NCAA. I said sure and went over after a couple games Bobby started hinting ...round about the night. I finally said Bobby if you want me to suck your cock just say it. He paused for a second and said yeah will you suck my cock. I said sure I have been wanting to for over a month now. That started the regular sucking of Bobby's cock. IN the car, at the golf course, on hiking trails, at least 3 times a week I was taking. Leaving one hand inside her bra, I stroked my other hand down, over her tummy, and over the material of her bikini bottoms. My touch was light, exploratory, grazing what I knew was her pussy. Her virgin, p*****n pussy. Julie moaned again, sucking in her breath in her effort to be quiet. Yes, she knew this was a dangerous game we were playing. She knew it was wrong. And she wanted it just as much as I did. I brought my hand back up and ran it down inside her bikini. Suddenly, my fingers were. One area was separated by a velvet rope with a sign: "Gangbang line starts here. Approximate wait time: one hour." There was a ruler available with additional instructions: "You must be this big to ride." At the other end sat a sad-looking buxom redhead. A woman obviously regretting each foolish decision in her wretched life.Zone lead me to wardrobe; handing me a frumpy dress and a cheap wig the color of dryer lint. "Due to your advancing years, you will be perfect for our next epic, 'Old Wives. So, at the day of the week, at the time of day, assigned for suitors to take up the challenge, with her dark eyes and her ragged clothes, she enters the palace.They question her, as they had questioned those before her, in the palace’s central court, where the King’s daughter, the courtiers, the servants, and many of the citizens and also visitors to the town have assembled.What is your name?— They call me you, there.What is your profession?— I am a goatherd.Where are your goats?— They have.