After lunch I asked her if she wanted me to walk her to class. She declined and headed off on her own. With the extra time to get to class, I ended up...being one of the first people in the orchestra room. I got my violin out and started tuning it. Peyton came in and got out the case to her viola."Thanks, Jake," she said, barely at a whisper."What for?" Lunchtime," she said. "Clarissa." Peyton, you don't deserve to lose your friends just because we're fighting," I said.Peyton started crying.. She handed them a bag we have of huge dildos one 14 inch black one thee guys started oiling her looses cunt and arse up even more then bosh straight into her arse with this thick 9 inch dildo they were loving this old slut that they knew would let them do anything i told them to stick one in each hole but get on top of her in the 69 position and one of them obliged then the other guy shove his cock up his mates arse while he was 69 ing my mrs she could see the other guy fucking his mates arse. On arriving we exchanged soft kisses as I moved between all three older guys for a snogging session.No pretence at anything other than I was theirs for to do as they wanted and willingly so.I was complimented on my outfit and as ever they gushed about my legs and my arse. Their hands roamed over my arse and tits as we kissed and I had the odd feel of their cocks through their trousers as we exchanged saliva.The kissing had me juicing up nicely. My tongue had explored all of their mouths in turn. I have found that keeping my stomach full helps, if you have a half full stomach you can feel it moving with every wave. Being on the radar is great because you stay dry and the job is relatively easy (at least for me it is) and when you are doing combat exercises it is extremely tense and exciting. I love when I get to do the job I am paid to do. But being on a ship means you are a sailor first so we are left with other jobs that aren’t as cool or fun. We paint the ship constantly, although.