She was 5'3"with a head of dark, thick, black, curly hair that fell to her shoulders and set off her porcelain skin, wide, green eyes, and full red li...ps. She was twenty four years old, and while her dress had certainly not been inappropriate, it hinted strongly that her physical charms were in full bloom. She had a full, round bottom, and large, soft breasts, the crests of which peaked out of the bodice of her royal blue gown. Several of the younger officers had made a point of making. We'd been looking forward to this hike for a couple weeks, and though we all would have preferred an overnight camping trip, we knew that our parents would freak out since we had a mix of boys and girls in the group. But for the moment a good hike was still going to be a lot of fun. Jack started up the trail first, running ahead of the rest of us. "Common slowpokes," she called back tauntingly, "I bet a snail could go faster than all of you." We just grinned and followed behind her, knowing. God she loved it when she felt his cock get hard. She loved knowing he wanted her. She wanted to be wanton with him, to take him into her body, to squeeze his cock with her pussy, to feel his hard body shudder against hers, his cock swell inside of her, his breathing stutter. She didn’t mind coming once or twice either, of course. She had never felt this way before. She felt cold and empty when John pulled away and sat down to tie his construction boots. The act of tying his boots was so simple. The look in her eyes said she was, and mine must have to. I climbed on top and started rubbing my hard cock against her pussy lips, she moaned again, bit her lower lip. She grabbed my dick and slowly guided into her pussy. The first 5 inches went I n pretty easy (I knew she had slept with a few guys before) but then it got harder. She was extremely tight after that. I looked down at her and she read my mind, “Ive never had one this big before. Go ahead, put the rest in, fuck me!” I didn’t need.