In a few sucking strokes, the cock was transformed into a firm hunk of throbbing male meat. Cheryl licked her partner's impressive shaft triumphantly, then got up on all fours again.

"You ready?" the boy asked.

"Try me!" Cheryl urged him.

Moving in behind her, the boy placed the tip of his rigid dick up against the blonde's pouting cunt lips and jammed forward, with all his might. The thick arrow of cock split Cheryl like a ripe apple, disappearing balls deep into the girl's gooey snatch.

"Ooooof! How wonderful, Freddy!" Cheryl moaned softly, wriggling her, hips around the impaling prong. "Fuck me good, but remember how I like it at the end!"

Ginger's head was spinning again. She could now see that Freddy was none other than Freddy Harris, the minister of her church's pious son! It was sweet, pleasant Freddy who now had his illicit member up Cheryl's unmentionable hindquarters, and the sight of the two of them rutting and grunting like animals was doing something very strange to Ginger.

The innocent youngster felt flashes of fiery sensation between her legs as she watched her two friends fucking. The little virgin was unaccustomed to such sinful, forbidden pleasures, and she put her hand on the guilty area hoping to stop the unwanted pangs of joy.

As soon as her fingers made contact with her pussy, Ginger knew she had made a mistake. Bolts of intense pleasure shot through the very fiber of her being, and Ginger suddenly knew that she would be unable to stop rubbing herself until something – she wasn't sure exactly what – happened.

Freddy and Cheryl were screwing like crazy a few feet away. Ginger thought she would surely swoon if she had something as big and awful as Freddy's cock plunging into her small slit, and she slipped a delicate finger inside her panties and into her cunt just to convince herself that this was true.