I knelt in front of her and placed my hands around her hips. Stan moved his hand out of her snatch and she lifted her arse off the lounge and I pulled... her knickers down. Her pussy was red and inflamed, no doubt from the rubbing she gave it while watching the video, and wetter than a chux wipe in a bath. She threw one leg over each of Stan's and Dan's and shuffled forward so her pussy was on the edge of the cushioning. Stan's cock was leaking precum and Sharon wiped some on her finger and slowly. How would I have reacted if before I ever heard the phrase "green clouds" I had somehow been put in the situation I just experienced? Not that there is even the slightest possibility something like that would ever have happened. There's no question I would have been devastated. I probably would have had to be institutionalized after being gangbanged for ... well, for any amount of time. I would have lost my freaking mind!Now, though, I'm only mildly embarrassed. I'm more worried about what Rob. On top of that, she was a good student.My father was the principal of the school and admitted to me that she was the “complete package.” That he was principal was only part of my problem. I was a short, skinny kid in middle school. Christine never seemed to notice me though we were in the same advanced classes.In high school, she was popular even with other girls. I was finally growing but was skinny though had hopes for developing a better build. I could run, catch, and throw well. Naturally,. I had to write this one as it’s a goodbye to you all too as I have no more experiences to share and don’t want any as I am a beloved wife of a very nice man. I am his by now forever.This one was when I left my school and went to another city for a few weeks. It was a new city for me where no-one knew about my slut phrase. I had to go to shop once and that’s why I went to bus stop to catch a local bus. I got into bus which was full of crowd as I pushed myself in I realized that a man was trying.