Tristan cried out and buried his hands in Damon’s short, blond hair. The orgasm swirled at the base of his spine, growing hotter and wider as Damon ...humbed his balls, squeezing and rolling.“Ugh…Damon…gonna...” He wasn’t making sense but Damon understood him, and sealed his lips tighter around him. And when he swallowed around Tristan's cock he heard a gasp and then he was coming, pulsing in Damon’s throat and mouth. The orgasm tore through him, drawing a roar from his hoarse throat as his. Ennio felt the cold spittle run down his shaking legs as the fiery sensation of being fingered in the butt was giving him all the spasms, and the fact that his dick was rubbing against the wall wasn't helping. There were tears in his eyes but he was also shamefully now in the rhythm of it, if only for a few seconds, before it stopped. As the finger came out and the cold air of the cell hit his expanded hole, he pushed himself further into the wall, feeling defeated and violated. In that brief. I thought about how it seemed to perfectly match the only way Julie could be considered sexy, cute sexy. She had the look of the girl you know has never even thought about sex, but you hoped to god that she was secretly a sexual monster. Julie was tall, but not big. She was about 5’ 8” with dirty blonde hair that was almost always up in a bun. The few times I’d seen her hair down It looked like when a girl tries to look older for a sweet sixteen, but it just made her look like she. It looked outrageously hot on her. She spun around and the skirt floated up. I could see the skimpy underpants she had on. Then she did a split in the middle of the floor, legs akimbo, cunt visible through the opaque panties. Joan asked, "You like?" I nodded yes and we headed for Percy Warner Park. The park is huge and has several ball fields. At the park we found her classmates. Several of them wolf whistled at Joan's outfit and a few of them again patted her on the ass. I got on the field.