Mist swirled through shafts of brilliant sunshine as the dew dripped from the edge of the hut and the green abundant foliage. There was no-one in sigh... so he padded carefully to the waterfall and plunged his head into the flow. The coldness of the water came as a shock to him; he shook the droplets from his hair and realised he must make a decision and fast. Where was he to go? He took a path which went further up the valley and followed this on a mild ascent for half a mile or so. He then. It was dark already when I got on the bus and the bus was somewhat crowded as well. There were no lights so it was dark inside. Anyway, I decided to go so I got on and took hold of two handle bars.There were not many women on board and those who were, except me, got off a few minutes into the journey. That was when things became terrifying.Two fat and large hands came from behind, took hold of each of my arms, pulled them back and the right hand slipped by my right arm and took hold of my left. Suddenly Colin’s hand connected hard with my ass causing me to squeal in surprise, my juices flowing and covering Jason’s face. Then he smacked the other cheek as Matt pinched my nipple and bit the other breast, leaving a hickey.“Oh fuck!” I moaned. “Again Colin, push me over the edge.”This time his hand connected twice causing me to topple over the edge as I came hard, flooding Jason’s face as I squeezed my thighs together, trapping his face as I shook and screamed, my entire body feeling like. Shit, She noticed. I thought.I did an awkward jog to the bathroom and repositioned my junk so it wouldn't bulge so much in class. I thought aboutMrs M's lucious knockers. I wanted to motorboat them so much. On the way home I noticed Mrs M's car parked on the side of the road on a quiet dead end street. I quietly sneaked to the boot of the car, and snuck a peek into the window. I was rock hard again. Beads of sweat cracked out all over. Mrs M was in there. With a BIG BLACK DILDO in her ass. I.
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