Breanne screamed as loudly as she could for help. Little did Casey realize that Breanne was having troubles of her own. She would wear them whenever she could to show off her tanned legs. Panties last to go. Ass spanks and boob brushes were common. Dirty, sweaty smelly beer hands. She tried to fight back by slapping and kicking at them. It appeared several thousand were being funneled through an entrance that could fit about five people wide at a time. Gone. Breanne screamed as loudly as she could for help. The shorts showed nice upper leg and had frayed denim bottoms. Her dirty blond tight curled waist length hair and flawless young face made her look a lot younger than she actually was. Cocks whipped out and cum flying. On the back were small pockets you could hardly fit your hands in just above each ass cheek. Twenty one year old Breanne looked all cute and innocent. These medium faded blue jeans fit her like they were painted on or her skin. It tore with much
