“Is that good to you, baby?” Ervin kept askingover and over. “You like to be ridden by your hot dicklover?” I had never b...een closer to heaven. Ervin was pump-ing cock between my brown buns like he was trying tosplit a log and Butch had crawled beneath me and wasworking on my titties with his talented mouth. I wasdetermined to hold back, determined to hold back evenif my fingers were furiously stroking my soft pubicmound. Butch got up quickly behind me. Expertly. It seems the entire floor of the stall is drenched in it, rendering the incredibly smooth floor impossibly slick. His chest, stomach and leg hair is slicked with a mixture of his own sweat and lube. His impressive, thick daddy-cock is hard, laying on the floor between his splayed legs. Lube glints on the veins and smooth skin of the impressive piece of meat even as it twitches up and then drops back into the wet mess of lube on the floor.The first thing he remembers after waking up is the site. Lisa held me back as two more men appeared along the churned up path Lisa's car had created.Carrie spotted the approaching men closing in on her and started wailing as the three youths moved round from the opposite direction. She turned to flee, heading straight toward us, and in that same instance the five men charged her, chasing her down like a pack of wild dogs before she could cover less than half the distance from where we stood hidden in the trees.They fell upon her, pulling her limbs at. She had a vast expanse of bare midrift down to those too-tight shorts. I pulled them up a little so her pussy was nicely craddled by the fabric. Then I rolled her waistband under, making them ever skimpier. I finished by sliding my fingers up and down her pussy until Sophie was moaning and her shorts were nice and wet. She got her revenge by pushing me against the stacks and doing the same to my shorts. Soon squishing sounds came from my crotch. I was so close to coming I was ready to do.