I figured that ‘finished’ meant I’d have to put out for him in some way and didn’t mind that. We’d just made a mistake and I’d be the one ...paying for it one way or another.Jack asked me to call him, when I got home.Once Jack left I was groped pretty well, to his amusement, while trapped between him and the cop car. My panties were in the back seat of Jack’s car and part of his loads were running down my thighs. If he was going to fuck me we wouldn’t need any lube at all.He talked about a few. The two started to cry.The little sister was at a loss. I bent down and said, "These two munchkins beside me are my junior girlfriends. The girl holding your sister is my girlfriend. Her name is Betty but I call her Betts."I pulled over Patricia and said, "This pretty girl is Betts' sister. She sleeps in a tent for two days. She is smart and knows how to twist a poor boy around her finger."Liza came over next and I said, "This is Liza. She used to be shy but not now. She's a tiger." I growled. "Uhh, OK, sure" he said, taking it, his cock straining for more stimulation. I watch eagerly as he brings it up to his face and takes a tentative little sniff. "Phwoar" he said, grimacing disgustedly, turning his heard away. "You're right, it's fucking disgusting" he said with a frown. "You don't like it?" I asked. "No, I like it, it's just, you know, it's strange... I don't know" he said with a slight laugh. "It's like it's really good but also really, really bad". "Trust me, I know exactly. A few hours go by and people starting getting into their tents to go to sleep. It wasn't "weird" or "unusual" for people to share tents with each other, so Tom and I shared a tent with each other, which was slightly away from everyone else. I headed to the tent first, while Tom followed about five or so minutes later. Once we were in the tent, we slowly started to feel each other up. Pinching each other's nipples and rubbing our growing bulges in our jeans. I decided to take the bull by its.