-Hi, she said, sounding expectant.-Hi, how are you?-Good, good... she trailed off, -I really did just let you fuck me up that hill, didn't I?I laughe...d. -Yeah you sure did. You OK?-Yeah, I'm OK... better, in fact. God, I've never felt so horny, must be hormones or something, I want to fuck you again, can I come over?-Well, I began slowly, -I'm meant to be meeting someone...There was silence. I waited.She broke it. -Meeting someone? A woman?-Something like that.-But you were just shagging. I gasped and thrashed my body on her hand as I recklessly spent myself. Spittle covered my chin and I kept repeating the words ‘fuck’ over and over as I pushed my body back onto her thumb that was all the way up my arse.Without warning, she pulled her hand away from me.“Control yourself woman, pull yourself together,” she corrected me, sternly.It was more of a hushed-up command than anything else. My skirt fell over my backside and I took in one last gulp of air before I let myself slip down to. I was soon joined by a tall good-looking Australian guy, who took me in his arms for a slow smooch. His hands soon found my naked tits beneath my low cut neckline. My drink befuddled brain knew I should move his hand but it felt so nice. My new partner escorted me outside for some fresh air and a snog. He manoeuvred me behind the garden shed, well out of sight from the house; his hands roughly mauled my tits as we kissed. My dress became undone and was hanged down around my waist, exposing my. I told him it was a shame he wasn’t going with me to Arizona. I told him it’s shame we couldn’t chat more but I was dieing for a cigarette. As it turns out Tommy was heading that way too! After our smoke we worked our way toward our connecting flights. Tommy stopped and stood by a doorway. ‘Check this out!’ He suggested. When I walked over to see what he was pointing to, he pushed me into the f****y rest room. ‘If you’re the kind of guy I think you are,’ he said. ‘Then I know you’ll accept.