Driving my dad’s Jeep, Jacqui and I arrived at a spot I was familiar with, and one where we had often found arrowheads in the past. Knowing that I w...ouldn’t be looking for them on this outing, I’d snatched a couple from my dresser before leaving the house, just in case anyone asked.We were on open range, and cattle were scattered across the hills in the distance. Cottonwood trees grew around a windmill, and a large metal stock tank held water deep enough to swim in. It was clear and cool, even. There were three young men. Probably in their late twenties."Gwen's laying on the table now. Two are holding her legs in the air and apart. The third is eating her pussy."Carl was listening intently.Vince went on, "Gwen's asking one of them to get his cock out. She wants to suck it."Carl looked at Gwen. She was smiling a wicked smile, and her nipples looked as if they had doubled in size."Stop it. Stop it," Carl snapped.Gwen stopped smiling and looked embarrassed."How did you like that?" Vince. What if it was her mother and father going at it did she really want to see that happening probably not but that is what she had been dreaming about all day at school so what the fuck.However she was so horny she felt herself sliding her hand down her school skirt and caressing her own ass. Her fingers reached the hem of her skirt and she slowly raised it and eased her hand up under the material. Meg’s fingers soon found her white cotton school panties which were already very wet she began to. I was never in a rush to loose my virginity, even though all my friends had a hangup and a need to do it, I always wanted to be away from all the stroies they always bragged about afterward. I wasn't a prude or stuck up I just knew I didn't need to live up to stories that were exaggerated.I was only turned 18, and had been jerking off at least 3-4 times a day most weeks (again not exaggerating) and got talking to a receptionist in a doctor surgery who was 39 married with k**s.ci had been in for.