That’s where they found her, the three, The Old Woman, The Boy, and The Girl. By that time she had lost her coat and they found her totally naked, m...indlessly masturbating against anything she could find.The Old Woman pulled her away from a fence and slapped her lightly, then a bit harder, just hard enough to wake her from her trance. The Old Woman pointed at The Boy, who was also naked. No words were spoken. There never were any words spoken. She knew what to do. There weren’t any names either.. UH... UH... MMMMMMMMM...". I felt his dick start to throb, and his hips started to pump up and down, and the next thing I knew I had another handful of his jism. I scooped it up, then straightened up, putting my slimy hand around my own dick, and started pumping hard. In only a few seconds, the pleasure welled up, then welled up more, then I felt my own release as I pounded out another load of semen, once again all over Mike. The pleasure was taking me away, and I pumped my stuff about five. I think Julia's story must have had even more effect on Carol than it did on me.I took hold of Carol's hips and slowly slid myself all the way into her. She was so wet I didn't need much pressure, but I still did it in a slow, controlled manner so I could quickly stop if she wanted me to. Her, "Oh yeah!" didn't sound like a request to stop, so I steadily entered her until I was all the way in. I paused to ask, "How does it feel, Carol?"Even before Carol answered Julia's hands came around. I think it might be nice to try. I have wondered once or twice, what it felt like for you when you lick me and I can think of only one way to find out.”We finished the dishes, put them away and made a cup of tea to take into the lounge. I was thinking, thoughts rapidly running around my head, visual scenarios for Carol’s head between the legs of some strange woman neither of us knew. And, of Carol, kneeling in the doggy position while an Adonis shaped young man rammed into her. The inevitable.