It was my turn to tease. Finally without warning I took a long deep lick of her, my tongue lapping at her lips before kissing her welcoming clit. Her... deep moans were music to my ears as I flicked my tongue relentlessly across her clit driving her to grind her pussy in my face. I was in heaven, her juices flowing onto my tongue as I lapped at her wetness. Her breathing was ragged as she ground into me. I slid two fingers deep inside her as I bit and licked her clit relentlessly, it was enough. ’ From then on Sparrow was proud of her name. Now all of us had forgotten about her. Sparrow was always wandering off somewhere, humming to herself. She usually came back with something goofy, like an old bird’s nest or a four leaf clover to show us. Then she would sit by the campfire and hold it and look at it for hours, making up stories about where it might have come from, until someone would light a joint and start passing it around. Getting high was something she liked more than. Paul was such a great kisser and he started undoing my bikini bra, which fell of easily, he grabbed hold of my tits and started playing with my nipples and started sucking on them. I slid my hand under his shorts and started stroking his hard cock. It felt big. Enough of the kissing I thought, I was horny as fuck, so I pulled down Paul’s shorts and got on my knees. I began wanking him fast and started sucking on his cockhead. He was much bigger than my husband, much bigger. I played with his. ” Getting up, she walked over to her blanket and sat down crossing her legs under herself. “Why don’t you sit down for a while and tell me about yourself? It has been a while since I’ve talked to anyone new. I’m Florence by the way, though you can call me Flora if you’d like.” She blushed, and briefly looked away.Finding a spot on the blanket, I sat down across from her. “It’s very nice to meet you Flora. You can call me Journey.” She gently shook my outstretched hand as I asked, “What are you.