She got on top of me and soon I was licking her. She was really reluctant to reciprocate, and spent a lot of time licking my inner thighs. Occasionall...y she would kiss my clit, but was spending way too much time on the other end of my pussy. I figured she was just inexperienced, and tried to show her what to do by sucking and licking her clit with abandon. I was completely ready, a few well-placed licks would have sent me to heaven. Finally she seemed to hit the spot, but before she pushed me. I turned and kissed him back. My ass was super sore, to the pointthat even sitting down was painful. I walked bow-legged for most of themorning, exaggerating how much Shawn's cock had hurt me. Truth be told,had Shawn said he wanted to fuck my ass that morning, I would have gladlydone it. That afternoon, Shawn played his greatest game ever. That night, Shawnfucked me again to the point of exhaustion. We both skipped classes thenext day, too tired to get out of bed, too excited to leave bed for. Afterward, she had pulled against him when he had moved down his body. He rested, though with his head immersed in her immense cleavage. “Yeah,” she’d said and pressed her softness to both sides of his face. He’d feared suffocation, but it would have been a great way to go.The second time had been slower, sweeter. He’d remembered his earlier worries about sloppy seconds. Well, she’d been a little wetter than earlier, but Gayle was all about abundance.The Crew had grown rather than been created,. They were up early the next morning, it was a bright sunny day and the four teenagers went for a swim in the sea before going to the little shop facing the beach and buying a crusty loaf of bread, some sliced ham, apples, a pint of milk and several large bottles of ginger beer.They breakfasted back at their camp looking out over the sea before setting off inland to look for the tunnels. After asking a rather taciturn farmer, who was repairing a roadside fence, for directions they found the.