“Are you game?”She made her way around to where I was seated on the couch and stood in front of me, looking down at me.“So, who gets lucky first..., me or Tanya?” she asked, slipping between my parted legs and rubbing her legs against my thighs.“Well,” I replied, “You’ve already got a pretty good start.”Angela spun around and then proceeded to silently plop herself down on my lap. She leaned back and our lips met.Damn!I slipped my hands onto her luscious man-made boobs and began to massage them,. One hand removes the gag from her mouth and she sighs for us. But before this is over, many of the tools have dropped onto her lips.Again, as soon as she felt all of this male flesh, she relaxed into the grass. No fear and no fright has upset her, but her head is filled with the same passion we have. Her tongue flicks out and glides across several of the nearest cock-heads. May suddenly sighs and calls out.“Oh, lovely cocks!”The guys nod at her and each other; it is great to have such a. Your large hands caressed my soft thighs, rubbing slow circles with your thumbs on my hips, fingernails gently grazing. I tilt my head backwards against your chest, realizing you smell distinctly of after shave and pinewood. This causes a slight smile to play on my lips, which you immediately notice. "What are you smiling at, little girl?" You mumble into my ear in between nibbles. Before I can answer, you've moved your hand from my hip to clasp around the base of my jaw. Then, you firmly move. " Oh, sure," she said, "I use it as shortcut back from the gym." She put her gym bag down on the cracked pavement, and I let my eyes wander over her. She looked like someone who works out; her body fairly radiated fitness and health. From her sandaled feet, up her long slender legs, her wide hips and big lush breasts in a short cotton dress, she was a picture of young healthy blonde animal.We both stood for awhile, leaning on the cold rusty railing and looking down at the stream as the sun sank.