Your hands are on my thighs, nails digging in. I move to your left, doing the same. I then go to each nipple and tug. Hard, pinching, squeezing, pulli...g. I bend down and kiss each nipple, wrapping my lips around one and sucking, the other I pinch. I lightly bite, slowly getting harder, licking occasionally. I move down and straddle your thighs again.I run my hands over your breasts, down to your rib cage, trailing my nails over, leaving red marks in their wake. Pressing on your rib cage, I lift. He was on his back on the ground and I had my right leg by the side of his face with my pussy literally in his mouth. I took a few seconds and let him get a good look at my shaved pussy. Then I got up this time actually rubbing my pussy on his face. I apologized to him for having tripped over and he got up and said that he was ok with it… I just thought to myself that if someone could get a pussy in his face then how and why he would have a problem… then I stood back up and co-operated with him. He couldn’t wait any longer. He had to be in her again. He impaled her more violently now. He thrusted his whole length in each and every time. He needed to see more of her body. With one hand, Joe grabbed her belt. With one quick motion he ripped it off. While he continued to thrust, he lifted the hem of the white dress and pulled it up all the way over her head. He tossed that to the side too. “That’s better.” Joe said as he eyed her breasts. They moved with the rhythm of the thrusts. Joe. . The fact that this place made me think this way together with what my eyes saw brought me strong horny feelings. While getting hornier I suddenly noticed another man that had a different "effect" on me. I kept on following him with my eyes every time I could. When we walked from one area to another I caught myself on the fact that I kept looking for him. Let's put it this way: if that night C would force and obligate me to choose a guy to have sex with then I would be very pleased to take.