Manipulating her being at the top of the list. It got worse, from there.She finally agreed to meet us. She said she had taken precautions against bein... kidnapped, so we'd better not try it. I was stunned at her reaction. We were sitting on a bench at the St. Louis Arch. People were all around. Ben had assured me that he had checked the area out, and there were no monitoring devices other than the park's security cameras. He brought a noise box with him to block anyone trying to pick up our. I spread my legs invitingly as another guy I didn't even know mounted me and buried his hard cock in my sloppy cunt. He had a large cock and I was having the breath knocked out of me with every thrust. I could hear myself going, "Ungh ungh," again as they took turns screwing me.There were lots of people in the room now. Through dreamy eyes I could see them standing around drinking beer and laughing and talking to each other while I was being fucked. It was the changeovers that I noticed most of. When I was doing it for the third time, he figured out what I was doing and stopped me. He Smiled and winked, and started to rub my chest. Was this happening? The guy I’ve been attracted to for two whole years, actually coming on to me. I was excited and confused at the same time. He then whispered into my ear, fuck me. Those words went straight through my head and down to my cock. He turned around and pointed his tight, smooth ass back at me. I got onto my knee’s and started to massage it,. Self-preservation, I suppose.Anyway, I awoke to Jermaine’s knock on my door. ‘Are you ready for something to eat, Tabitha?’ he asked, tentatively opening the door. ‘I’ve made your favourite, Jamaican chicken with rice.’‘I’m not hungry,’ I managed. ‘But I might fancy some later, just leave it in the fridge.’ I felt slightly ungrateful because his voice sounded so soft and caring and, of course, he’d made the effort to prepare a meal despite his own depression.‘Is it okay if I come in?’ he asked..