We must have looked like any other Hen night party group of girls, in our heels and pretty clothes. After about the third cocktail I started to reall...y relax and enjoy the evening. After a while the guys in their suits came into the bar after the days work. They seemed to circle us like predatory animals. I didn’t engage anybody’s stares, but could sense many!Some of the girls did break off to talk to guys and the group split a bit. I stayed with the core group chatting and giggling. After a. "Make me wet again with your pussy", I told her. She slid her pussy down onto me and used her muscles for a moment, then raised herself. As before she held my cock tight and rubbed the head at her tight butt-hole. I gave a little push and her eyes and mouth opened wide as my mushroom head popped inside her. She let out her breath and then gasped in a lung full of air as she lowered herself completely onto me. Sitting and grinding her hips for a moment she said "It hurts a little. I feel like I. He doesn' has a fetish with virgins, but as he says: There is an unfading attraction in the innocence of women, and you have to be extremely sensitive to be the first man in their life! And this one is his favourite fantasy: It's two o'clock in the morning as I pull into the petrol station, not for gasoline but for some inspiration to quench my physical desire before a couple of hours of sleep in the van. The little road shop seems to be unattended but open. I browse through the glossy adult. I didn't need to be as quiet as I was, I could hear the raping of the captives a good distance away. Unfortunately for them I just couldn't rush in and break it up. I had to circle the camp trying to account for everyone. I was getting angrier and angrier before I noticed that I was steaming and kneeled to try to calm down. Letting my emotions take over was a good way to die. It took me a minute or so to come anywhere near calm. I found two on watch, one eating and two obviously in different.