She told me to stay sitting and returned the peas to the freezer and then returned and told me that we should get me off and see if any blood comes ou...t as well as sperm. She said she would do the stroking and with a damp cloth started masturbating me, after a while, she asked was having trouble and I replied no. But she decided to give more inspiration and she undid her top and showed me her breasts. Shortly after I came all over her chest after she checked the sperm for any sign of blood. I. Lesly splashed water on her breasts and her nipples instantly got hard. She then kneeled down in the water and ran her fingers through her bright red bush and down to her clit. I looked up and the man was closer. She slowly washed every inch of her supple body. I saw her look up on the bank and behind a tree was another man watching her. She turned a let him get a good look as well. She had her hand between her legs and had two fingers buried in her pussy. I could tell by the look on her face. But then he grabbed Derek's waist with both hands and flipped him around, so that Derek's back was facing he and Bryce. Zane looped the fingers of his left hand round the thin strand of black spandex that dug into Derek's asscrack, the strand which created the thong back. Zane roughly yanked at the shiny black fabric, easily unsnapping the thin back strand from the front segment which tightly fit over Derek's crotch. Zane lifted the thong upward and told Bryce to have a closer look.Bryce indeed. As weird as my parents were, they were 'straight-weird', and not 'bent-weird'. By the time high school graduation rolled around, I was due for a change. My turd of a boyfriend broke up with me and I spent summer vacation getting a makeover, thanks to Mom. When I arrived at college, I'd shed everything but the aloof attitude, becoming suddenly and insanely popular, partying with the 'in' crowd of cheerleaders, football players and the faculty themselves. I don't know if it was the partying or.