One guy went to her pussy and started licking it as it was already wet by this time I had set off on recording them she was now pleading them to fuck ...her. One more guy spread her legs and entered her for which she was shouting aaaaahh aaaaahhhh aaaaaiiii aaaaiiiiii and another guy entered asshole now I could see tears flowing her eyes and she was giving hand job for rest of us while giving blowjob for one.They were using all sorts of words on her like bitch prostitute roadside bitch roadside. So we drove up to the halfway house bar to get a few more supplies. The course really was empty that day because we were the only two at the bar besides the bartender. She was a hot young college girl, home on break. She had on the shortest of shorts, and her tits where amazing. As she filled our cooler we decided to take our time and have a mixed drink. Turns out she was attending the college my wife had gone to, so they got to chatting about various things. I looked down and noticed my cock. As I left the bathroom, wrapped in my towel, I felt so much better and made my way quickly to the bedroom. Mike was snoring softly and I tiptoed to the side of his bed and leant over to kiss him softly on his cheek. He didnt stir. I was about to drop my towel and climb in with him when I heard the slightest creak of the bedroom door and saw Mum pop her head round the door. I see we both had the right idea of using the bathroom early then? she said cheerily. Do you want to come with me to get. ‘In your pussy.’ ‘Mm, and I like when you do that,’ she purred. That felt better, a lot better. It felt as if we were back on even ground, especially when she gave the lump inside my pants a playful squeeze. ‘I love you,’ I said and that earned me a kiss on my bicep. ‘But I’m still confused about what you were saying.’ ‘I know,’ she said, kissing my bicep again. ‘I’m not making a lot of sense, am I?’ I was too wise to comment. ‘It’s just that, I was afraid that if I had sex with Georgia, I.