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There was just a chance that the mud might wash off and leave the dress usable again. I spent ages washing the mud off with the dress still on; petite then I peeled it off and kept rinsing it whilst I stood there, naked as the day I was born. The dress started to look better and I was feeling pleased that I’d rescued it. I like that dress. Hanging the dress on one of the hooks at the entrance to the showers I saw some shampoo and helped myself to a dollop to clean myself. My hair was full Hardcore of shampoo bubbles when I heard something and opened my eyes. There in front of me were the whole rugby team. Some were staring at me while others were stripping off ready to shower. I froze skinny for a couple of seconds then moved my hands to cover my boobs and bald pussy. Amidst cheers and a few unrepeatable comments, Charles fought adorable his way to the front and said, “Lucy, I thought that you’d have gone into the away teams changing room for a bit of privacy.” Someone said, “It’s locked dickhead – remember.” By that time I’d got over the shock and was looking around. Naked men were starting to appear all around me and turning other showers on. “I’ll go and get the key.” Charles said. “Too late now.” An unknown voice said. “She may as well just get on with it. We promise not to look if you don’t look at us luv.” That got a few laughs and comments. I did a quick mental risk assessment, relaxed and lowered my hands. There were way too many of them to gangbang me and get away with it; and besides, I liked looking at all those muscles and cocks; and I liked them looking at me. “Remember boys, no looking.” I said and got on with shampooing my hair, but I kept my eyes open. After a few seconds one of the naked hunks beside me started to talk to me, then another. Remembering what you (Pete) had told me about threesome taking control of meetings I said. “Okay guys, you like looking at me, and from the number of hard-ons that there are here most of you are probably thinking what it would be like to fuck me. I get it. I know I do.” We didn’t go directly back to the car; we went for a walk round the park. "I know petite Daddy Don," Kristin replied, reluctantly letting his firm hard shaft slip out of her lips. As the large purple crown plopped out it was followed by a stream of his cum running down her ass cheeks. Now get the fuck out of here before I shred you like paper.” “Yes, yes, Mom! You know I'm close to cumming and you encourage me with more dirty talk. I look at her crotch thinking my next move. Then he dove in head-first. “I believe you.” I rubbed my thumb against her small breasts. I’m anxious for you Hardcore to see my bra. “Twelve-years,” Taylor emphasized with a heartfelt expression, “Just remember twelve-years. She said she wanted more and ask if I would show her more about the lifestyle. I have a career, and I have my own thank you very much. "She'll be a good cow and breeder I would say. They are calming down, breathing getting slower to normal, still holding each other by one hand, lying on the floor on their back, suddenly fat chick start crying again! Its the high, the drug, I have been jonesing for since reaching the age where boys start to jerk off. - "HE CALLED ME A BITCH!" I slipped on a pair of 4 inch heels and headed toward the stairs for my appearance. My daughter giggled and then showed me a naughty grin, “We’re just getting started.” Deep down, I wanted them, just as I wanted all my women. Little streams of his white essence fleed her wet flesh in a narrow continuous stream, flowing onto the pools edge. “Mandy, adorable threesome can you whip up a drink for this lovely little lady, please?” Tony said. I could tell that he was stroking himself as he was blowing me skinny and his moans became hotter and shorter. I felt so powerless and small. She said shyly. I worked down the cheekbone towards his chin, which increased his moans.