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Ann, being just as horny as Keegan was, looked back at him and chut gave him a bright smile and then proceeded to slowly trace her lips with her tongue. Keegan felt his dick jump in his pants, and he worried that he might not make it before the girls went down on him. Keegan walked over to Ann, “You ready for a special treat? Don’t worry, it's free!” Keegan joked at her, patting her shoulder. “Where’s Megan?” he asked, eager to find a quiet place for halftime would only last so long. “She’s coming,” Ann replied and after a few seconds they both laughed at the “coming” part. “Sorry for the delay, where we going?” Megan said. “I don’t know,” Keegan said, “Lets just go over to the concessions, and see if we can leave the stadium or something.” The three of them headed over to the concessions, giggling and talking dirty with each other. They walked around, looking for a suitable place when they finally decided to slip out of the stadium. They walked around the highschool and found a suitable wall. “No one’s around here. We’ll be left alone here I think.” Ann said, grabbing Megan’s right breast and squeezing Keegan’s tent. The three of the all embraced in a sort of hug, molesting each other, breathing heavily against one another. They backed up to saree the wall, using it for support as they continued their teenage horny hug. The girls quickly removed their tops, exposing their breasts to Keegan in the faint November light. Megan pressed forward against Keegan and reacher hand down to Keegan’s crotch. She tugged at his belt, eventually sliding it off. The home team’s marching band had begun to play, pumping up the teens even more as they moved to the beat. Megan unzipped Keegans pants and was about to fish out his cock when someone rounded the corner. The girls steeped back and tried to cover their breasts with their hands as their shirts were on the ground several feet away towards the stranger. Keegan straightened up immediately and tried to zip his pants up. “Carter? What are you doing here? Can’t you see we would like some privacy man?” Carter was a freshman like them and a good looking one at that. He played trumpet in the band and was a pretty player. “Privacy, why? What are you guys doing out here?” Carter asked, smiling at them, looking right at the girl’s bare chests. “We're just aunty trying to have some fun.” Megan told him, “Just sod off. Let us finish, please.” “You know, I could do that, but how would that benefit me? I might need a little encouragement if desi you know what I mean” Carter said raising his eyebrows in a seductive and charming manner. “Oh no, your disgusting, go away and don’t tell anyone or I’ll kill you.” Ann shouted at him in disdain, giving him the finger. “Okay if that is how you feel then I guess I’ll go and show this video of you guys having fun on the bus mom ride here to our band teacher.” Carter said, turing away. “What video, you did not record us you perv!” Megan shouted at him, “That’s illegal. You’ll go to jail.” she insisted, clearly frustrated. “True, I son might but not before everyone in the school and your parents have seen it.” Carter said smugly, looking each of them in the eye. “Fine, what do you want. Let’s just get this over with.” Megan said in a resigned tone, motioning Ann to follow her as she walked up to Carter. “Oh, I’m sorry ladies if I wasn’t clear. I don’t what you guys, I want Keegan.” Carter exclaimed with a devilish grin on his face. Keegan double over a little and stared at him with a mortified expression. Keegan protested for a moment, trying to get Carter to leave him alone for his sake and also because the girls would surely gossip Bhabhi that he had done it with Carter at their marching band game. For letting me have this. They all giggled nervously and looked at each other for chut support. She wasn't too thin, and her hips curved just the way a woman's should. Main characters: NO ONE IN THIS STORY ENGAGES IN SEX WHILE UNDER THE saree AGE OF EIGHTEEN ‘What son a perv, I am!’ I thought to myself. Here aunty he turned toward Onai, "I know that if you swear not to talk you won't. I heard voices talking around me. I heard my daughter pant, “Yes! James used a small amount of magic to give the man a mental push, and he mom walked on. When we walked in an old(ish) man came over to us and said hello. “You try,” Kara encouraged. She reached behind herself, wrapped her finger around my shaft, lifted my hard cock off desi my belly and began to swipe my bulged cock-head across her wet pussy lips. She pulled my fingers down to her pussy. I was peeking into the lives of those around me and they had no idea. “Bring me a flask of vodka, chilled.” he said, flicking at the head of the final pin to coax a pained gasp from her, Bhabhi then turned back to Vasiliki. I imagined Bailey looking at my anus.