“So you’re parents think you’re at your friend’s house for the whole weekend?” he asked gently “Yes sir, so if you let me go right now, I can call the cops and they can drive me back to my house and can go after those stealing bitched.” The man all couple but ignored her. “So no one knows that you’re hear other than those girls?” He started to grin The men around her started to creep in closer. It was obvious that there looks of concern was teen starting to be overtaken completely by looks of lust. They realized that this was going to be the perfect crime. “N-no I guess not.. what are you guys doing with my breasts?” she said as she felt his hand start to squeeze her left tit. Another foreign hand reached groped her other breast. Another stroked her smoother stomach while another started rubbing her teen pussy. “No-No Please don’t! What are you doing!” she screamed. The man put her gag back on, reducing her cries to muffles. Again, you know what oral came next. The scene soon deteriorated college into a gangbang. Kayleigh’s ass sexy and pussy were used over and over again. Soon her gag was released and she was forced to service countless men with all three holes. “But oral what should I teach you?” His thumb pressed harder into my pussy. She heard people yelling Chug, chug, chug, chug and knew that Lars was the one being cheered on. That could only be one person. Few days? After five months it was no longer as awkward for us college as teen it had been on that first time. I looked around the table and the hand was continuing. What do you think, babe?” I sexy whispered into her ear, leaning down as I finally let her legs down and buried my face in her neck as I fucked her. Am I right?” A lot of football, a lot of old stories from school and for some reason we talked about sex… a lot. I swirled couple my tongue around his crown, cleaning off that sour delight. “Mhm.” she hummed, and bit her lip. “Oh…my…GOSH!” I roared jumping up and down. Then my thoughts went to Pat and Ken….they were in the bedroom out of sight. “Meet me at the Rotten Log, we’ll grab a beer and I’ll try to explain.” My house, her house, anywhere we could find a quiet private spot to get naked. Certain that he was now alone in the quiet funeral home, he shut the lid on his laptop and walked out in the main hallway, looking around out of instinct and then shaking his head. I just knew would be even better when Justin did it. A full-on pussy that had been so wet I could tell that it was the reason my legs had been soaked. She was the child conceived through a love story where a John, me, falls in love with a prostitute he had hired just to fuck and forget. I could feel his cock getting hard.