First, a boy would fuck her mouth, sometimes cumming down her throat, while others would pull out and spray cum on her face and hair. Then they would ...move down, and while they were waiting to fuck her cunt, they would jerk-off over the hair, back, and ass.And when it was their turn at her cunt, they would straddle the bench, and then plunge, hard, into her reddening vagina, with its puffy lips, now drooling cum onto the towels and the floor.As the action unfolded, Sara became nothing more than. “What-what are you doing?” She yelled. “Don't bite me there!” Greg's sensible, practical side returned to his conscience; he needed to find a way out of this dream place. He remembered what Sylvia taunted him with-he needed to bite something in order to get out. He felt Sylvia's hands grab his hair and pull his head away from her pussy. There has to be a reason why she's pulling me away. He thought. With what strength he had, Greg dived his head back in between Sylvia's legs and wrapped his. We head to the rear of the store, once there he opens the door to an office and direct me to go inside. He follows closing the door and the blinds behind him. He sits down in a big black leather lounge and he explains his idea or trade. He says if I agree to fuck him, I can have all the items. I look at him for a moment in shock and then think about his offer and nod in agreement. Looking at him, I slowly walk across the room nervously, unsure what I am about to do. Stepping closer to him, I. I could have slid my hand under her shorts and fucked her right there under the trees, and she would have gone off like a cannon, but with supreme effort, I controlled myself. The girl was still a virgin, and if I was going to be her first, she deserved better from me than a quick finger fuck on a hiking trail. Our kisses grew more urgent and sloppy, and we were both moaning softly. I couldn’t believe the energy this girl was giving off. I was getting to the point where even my best intentions.