I complied, licking it at first, elated that my fantasies were going to come true. I then put my lips over it, sucking the tip, then moving further an... further down, but even though I deep throated it, I couldn't reach the end, that's how big it was. I stood up and started rubbing my fingers up and down his dick, while he reached under my nightie and massaged my boobs softly, then pinching my nipples. I went slowly so that he wouldn't cum just yet, then knelt and started sucking again. It was. This surprised Z—were the spankings for being a good whore or for being a bad girl? The guys began to approach us as this happened. I’m not sure out of wanting to participate or protect. She slid the panties back up, grabbed my hand and proudly walked from the theater. She had not gotten out of the theater before she started to giggle. A few of the guys followed us out. Once they knew she was OK and no longer a player they pealed off. She told one of the men that she would see them. Her vagina calls out for release, her clit seemingly groaning with desire. Harder and harder. Stronger and stronger. And the gripping muscles begin to tighten. The feeling of being drawn closer into her body, her torso clenching down. Through the absolute building of tension, Susan’s breathing becomes erratic, her heart racing. A small moan escapes her lips as she feels the sudden white light pulsate simultaneously down her thighs, through her torso. The shooting stars find her eyes as her. Vicki and I were unsure about having sex with some guys in the parking lot. So we sat back and continued to watch the dancing and drinking. Mona and Connie came back and said they had met up with a few guys and were going off, we could use the car to get home and they would call us to come and get them. Vicki and I were now on our own. A couple of cowboys asked us to dance and started to flirt with us. After half an hour they asked if we would come back to their room. I felt okay with this as.