The overweight man blushed deeply within his mask, trying his best to avoid being noticed and not seem like he was staring even though he was. Rhino felt guilty for being so drawn to her, this brunette angel straight from his dreams; he knew nothing would ever come of the two of them, she was Bloodhound's girl and a friend, but all he wanted to do was reach out and touch that soft, pale flesh. "Hi, Rhino!" Bird smiled sweetly, her shiny pink lips such a warming sight in a world so hidden by masks, the innocence of her voice delicately stroking the reaches of his ears like heavenly fingers. He stammered, unsure whether he should look at her or avert his gaze; "H-hi, Bird... sleep well?" She giggled, her cheeks ever so slightly glowing a rosy hue, "Slept great! You're sweet!" Relief washed over him as he heard her caring words, as if she was reassuring him of something she had no way of knowing, and all he could do was smile. Like he thought, the heavy guy never gets the cute girl, but if all he could have with her was a loving friendship it was certainly better than nothing; or at least he thought. Glancing over at the still sleeping Bloodhound, his muscular frame so still he would have seemed dead were it not for the light snoring, Bird voiced the cutest of pouts; turning her attention back to Rhino and careful to maintain balance on the uneasy footing of the heap, she sauntered towards the tall man who watched her with such affection. Tender thighs stepped to each side of the sitting man's, her small frame closing in as her knees bent to a straddling crouch over his lap, and with a hand on either of Rhino's shoulders she did her best to look through the slats of his mask into his eyes. "...Kind of embarrassed to admit, but uh... ever since we got here I haven't been able to shake something." Rhino gulped deeply, his hands hovering just above this angel's hips in fear of making direct contact, "W-what uh... I indian uh... wha-what haven't you been able to... to shake?" The flustered man's heart pounded so wildly he felt he would die, his eyes staring in disbelief as the woman for which he felt so much passion pressed her silky body against him. Bird's voice was so sensual, so free of even the faintest signs of her familiar timid nature, "My body's just... been so hot... all I want to do is..." She blushed deeply, as if that old shy demeanor was rapidly catching up to her, but just as soon as she had hesitated her lust once again reclaimed her, "Do you want to fuck me, Rhino?" The two of them stared in silence for what must have been an eternity, Bird's heated thighs now squeezing tightly against her prey's hips, Rhino frozen and unsure of how to respond, his body trembling steadily. Without a word of response from her would be lover, the passionate brunette leaned in and gently placed her lips against Rhino's neck, kissing along its curvy to his collar bone and sending shivers throughout his form; it all clicked when he felt an intensely hot, singular droplet fall against his throbbing manhood from between Bird's thighs, and like an animal Rhino pressed his looming hands firmly to the softest flesh he had ever known, thrusting her hips down into his lap. Like instinct, Bird's frame slid down in a precise and fluid motion, her heavenly entrance swallowing the length of Rhino's cock deep within, the impossibly pink folds constricting the pulsing girth as the two of them began to mate. The sensual young woman pressed her primal body tightly against her new lover's form, her hips rocking with far greater power than one would expect from her petite frame as she gasped and moaned. The husky man gripped his lover's hips so hard he feared he would hurt her, a fear dismissed almost immediately by her riding with increased aggression. Pushing Rhino further back against the dust heap, her own body leaning down closer and pressing her breasts against the man's chest, Bird drove her hips as though she were riding a bull, taking the husky man's entire length into her again and again with rapidly growing enthusiasm. Rhino moaned out, completely overwhelming by the sensations devouring him both body and mind as he made love to the source of his infatuation. Wide hands slid down from the brunette's hips to her firm ass, pulling their groins against one another with an assertiveness as new to the awkward man as his current fortune was. Passion completely enveloped the two of them as they doused the grains beneath them in sweat, heavy panting so intense it assuredly would stir the nearby sleeping Bloodhound, though in truth their moaning already had. In unison the lustful pair reached an intense climax, Rhino attempting to withdraw at the last moment and Bird resisting him, forcing his seed deep inside her with an assuring bite of her lower lip. Warm breath filled the space between their masks as they gazed upon one another, their hearts frantically beating in the aftermath of spontaneous sex. Taking a moment to lean in close and kiss Rhino's chest, Bird let out a cute giggle beneath her gradually calming breath and lifted herself upon her less than completely stable knees. "Morning!" Bloodhound's voice was unusually light-hearted. Bird let out a surprised shriek at the sudden greeting, her shaky knees buckling beneath her as she fell back against the heap. "D-don't scare me like that!" Quickly the young girl shifted onto her hands and knees as she scurried towards the freshly woken Bloodhound, sitting against his stomach and giving him a playful glare, "Jerk!" The sound of the strong man's responding laughter forced the brunette's smirk into a scowl; his swat to her ass cheek caused her to yelp. "Good to see you both getting along so well." Though it could not be seen, it was obvious to his partners that Bloodhound was smiling. And then, Rico decided that one time wasn't enough for him. “Oh, Clint, I need your cock in me!” I gasped. “Of course,” July replied too quickly, and speaking too fast, “You can tell me anything you want. “Good job, walter,” she said as she passed me. I sucked and nibbled up and down her boob, licking at her flesh, tasting her. Finally, she turned around and looked at the woman behind the counter. When I ask you a direct question you will reply, is that clear?” Do you have a picture?" he quizzed, while the three of us started sitting down on the couch. I figure I would let him do the honors. She started pumping her fingers indian faster, trying to put pressure on the front wall of Bethany’s vagina as Bethany had done to her. And for the record, Mark seems to have taken it pretty well. Hmm. “No Bob, you can’t, and I watched you fucking one of these girls a couple of years ago. “But if you don't say it...” I said, pulling my lips from her pussy, my cheeks caressing her thighs. by Vanessa Evans He'd impatiently ripped her g-string off and his mouth was on her pussy, drinking in her sweet essence. Another slap and she was almost ready to give in. I placed a hand on either girls lower back. I thought he would never stop. I asked what future you are talking about. “Jasmine”, my friend asks inquisitively, “are…are you?” He seems to trail off in his thought and that’s when his hand came lower and ran across my girl entrance.