I'm just as horny as a bull and I fuck like one."Both boys laughed. They were a pair of muscular, grubby-looking, sun-tanned teenagers, both with bush..., sun-bleached hair that covered their ears and half-hid their eyes. They were sprawled out on towels on the sand, both of them stark naked, both of them masturbating with one hand while clutching a sweaty can of beer in the other. The smell of the beer and their sweat and their moist, uncut cocks rode on the breeze and whirled through Debby's. A few hours had passed and we finished our first bottle of wine, it felt like 10 minutes the time went by so fast. We opened up another bottle of wine. I was already starting to feel buzzed and so was she I could tell. But it didn't matter we were having a great time hanging out just the two of us. We found ourselves sitting in the living room sipping our glassses of wine and still just talking. Each sip of wine I took I could feel my drunkness get a little more and Rachel started looking. Looking at her smile while I’m inside her I feel my balls tighten up and loudly moan ‘baby I’m going to cum’. I start pumping harder and fast as I feel her cunt tighten around my cock and both of us yelling like banshees we cum together. Letting her legs fall down I wrap my hands around her, and we kiss again exploring one another’s mouths. Lying on the floor she gets a grin then tells me she’s going to ride me. With my cock still hard, we roll over so that she’s on top and first she starts to. What other harm have I done? What other under handed methods have I used to get ahead?" I let the rhetorical question sit for a moment, "I don't know if you can understand this, or put yourself in my shoes, but try. Imagine you have nothing, nothing but your job. No past, no friends, no memory. Now imagine that you find out that you are a murderer? Or a thief? Or have slept your way into a job? It is devastating. So you ask yourself, do I hide from it? No one will probably know in addition to I.