The spot we had chosen for us all to meet up was about two hundred meters from where we were parked, and our clothes were staying in the car. With every thrust his balls slapped against me, and I soon got the rhythm, pushing up when he came down. Janice rolled on to her stomach and after a few minutes Ali sat beside her and started to massage her back, buttocks and the back of her legs. Ali and I were from strict Muslim families and we used these breaks with Janice and Wayne as an opportunity to break from how our families expected us to dress and behave. Her brown eyes rolled back in her head from pure joy and she let out a guttural moan. Ali turned us off the road between the two trees, turned right and immediately stopped. Wayne was Janice’s lover and I wondered what her husband was like. I pressed him so that he was lying down on his back. I picked up the pace a little, moving up and down
