Mark’s body slamming into mine is like cracks of thunder tearing the silence asunder. Tonya and I add a chorus of moans and soft groans like the eve...ing dew rolling in. Mark has her hair in his hand now. His fist keeps her planted to where our bodies join. My fingers continue to pound out a rhythm in her tight hole. We are like freight trains on a collision course with each other. A three-way head on collision and the carnage will be that of our bodies as they cum. Mark is the first of us to. My body wanted to fuck her but my dick just went limp. I laughed and said "that almost never happens," and she said "the little guy is tired." She put my limp dick in her mouth and tried to resuscitate it, but it was dead limp. So we finished packing and headed back to school. Ashley went off to see her male companion and Sara spent the night at my apartment. Sara and I were way too tired for sex. Ashley texted me the next day saying her guy fucked her extra hard, she made him be extra rough,. (I think it is hilarious how many times I meet guys for sex and we greet each other with a handshake, and within minutes we are inside each other.)The two of them obviously had an inside joke going because apart from them wearing suits and ties and me wearing shorts and a t-shirt, they couldn't stop giggling and I had a feeling it was at my expense. It felt a little bit rude but, I trust these guys and I was thinking they had something pretty amazing in mind and while we have had some pretty. “How’d she do that?” Keily shouted, stumbling back from me. The teenager tripped over her own feet and fell on her butt, her cock bobbing, her thighs splayed. I had a good look at the fine down of red hair covering her cum-soaked pussy.The pussy I’d just been in.The plant rustled. Branches reached for me. I didn’t care. I grinned and charged at Becca Brittany. I’d defeat her fast then take care of the teenager. I would savor fucking her underage cunt just like I did with my own daughters.Maybe.