The setting is the same weapons storage area that another incident happened at, the difference eas this happened during the late winter of 1967 in Nov...ember. Again it involved two dog handlers and their alsatians and myself. This time all had been quiet so the dog handlers took shelter in an old guard house overlooking a fence line that had originally been built by the Nazis during World War II, but now stood defiant and only used to shelter the k9 men. Though dusty and filled with many cob webs. She also had her legs spread and was probing her pussy with two fingers. She had a taut, boyish body with slim hips, firm young tits the size of nice Florida oranges and a completely shaven pussy. She fucked herself with her fingers, cupping and rubbing her pussy as she did so. Donna matched her movement for movement, now probing her own hole with two fingers and gently rubbing her clit with the other hand.Despite the steam, my dick began to swell and climb up my belly. As the redhead began. “Would you?” “No, I don’t think so,” I admitted. We danced in silence for a while. “Anyway,” I said a bit later, “why would Potter pick me for your dare?” He looked a little uncomfortable. “Do I have to answer that?” “No,” I conceded. “I was just curious.” “It killed that cat, you know,” he said airily. I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, okay,” he said. “I feel pretty bad about this now anyway. It was something about the most unlikely …” He trailed off, looking suitably ashamed. Not just the. Cindy said that might be fun, but we needed to work out the details better. She suggested the one being licked or sucked be blindfolded so that they didn’t know who was doing them. She said that would make it even hotter. We all finally decided that should be the way we did it but how would we decide who did who and where would we do it. Bill said we should just draw names and that we should each pick a room. Melissa said she didn’t know about being alone with someone she couldn’t see because.