His car was gone.Andy, as everyone called her from age eight on, was sitting in the middle of nowhere. Literally, nowhere. She had no idea where she w...as or worse yet, how she got there.Well, ok. Now let's be reasonable. Andy knew she was in Mexico, or at least that's where she had been last night.It was Spring Break and although Andy had little extra cash available to her, she had scrimped enough to have a little fun, and Mexico was less expensive than stateside.She remembered being at a bar. I eagerly scooted closer and squeezed him between my thighs. His tongue found mine and I writhed in pleasure against his body. He moaned quietly and fondled my breasts as our tongues continued the wet kiss. I slipped my hands under his shirt and caressed his back and made little circles against his cock. It felt huge and hard. He pulled me down off my stool and we swayed together, our bodies pleasuring together. He curled his arm around me and lead the way toward the guest bedroom next to the. Intoxicated men seem compelled to challenge other men for possession of the other men's women. Inebriated male brains seem to view an escorted woman as an ideal target for proving manhood. Booze and boredom certainly were driving this quartet, and the ribald remarks, along with some attempted grabs, started as soon as the escaping group passed.Randy shot a quick glance toward Dex, then turned his back toward the ruffians and shepherded the women along with a hand on each of their. I had her lie down on me, and kiss me while she worked on it. She jerked and moved like she was doing some strange dance, to rock and roll music only she could hear. The moment of truth was when she finally stretched her opening enough that the head popped in her. She gave a squeak, and pushed with her arms, sitting up. I couldn’t see it, but I felt her slowly slide down, fractions of an inch at a time, as her body weight and gravity worked together.“Ohhhh fuck,” she groaned, as she was filled..