I loved to party, and I loved to fuck. I was early summer, and I had just gotten a job as a clerk at a large department store, in the hardware departm...ent. My department manager was a handsome, 27 year old young man named Eric. I've always been flirtatious, though now, it's more blatant, and I've never worn underwear unless its a formal event, or I'm in a short skirt. At this store, they gave us dark blue t-shirts to wear with the store name on it, so it was easy for me not to wear a bra, and. “So why ask if you heard me?” I demanded.“I couldn’t believe what I heard,” she replied.“Tell you what why don’t I chuck you in the fountain and cool you down.” I suggested.“My late husband tried to throw me in the Trevvy Fountain in Italy,” she said.“Really?” I said disinterestedly.“He hurt his back.” she said.“Really?” I sighed“Yes,” she replied, “Pulled a muscle, he was a lovely man, lovely muscles when we were married, he liked my cooking, that’s why he married me, I made sure he had a good. He was not wearing any underwear. He gave his tool in my hands. I started rubbing it.He told me in my ear that he didn’t had sex for 10 years and now he got me so i have to do sex otherwise he is going to awake all passenger who are also hungry like him and then it will turn into gangbang. I gave no response and neither resisted. He came over me and pressing his whole body over my body, pressing my boobs and rubbing his tool over my pussy. He removed my jeans and panty and now we both were nude. Whimpering softly, Kat opened her legs and arched her back, eager for Emily to pay attention to her pussy. Emily teased Kat for awhile, touching the tip of her tongue very lightly to Kat’s thigh, vulva, and clit, making the girl writhe and tense, hips straining forward. But eventually Emily lost her self-control and began to devour Kat, who gripped Emily’s shoulders so hard it hurt. The bridge of Emily’s nose rubbing against Kat’s clit sent her over the edge, and after that she was so sensitive.