She was clearly here for one thing only. She wore a tight fitting black dress that really accentuated her wonderful figure and as she walked towards m...e she immediately began to hitch it up revealing, to my joy, her clean shaven pussy. She had opted not to wear knickers and I couldn't have been happier. She grabbed my hand and forced it between her legs before unfastening my jeans and lowering them down to my ankles. My cock bulged against my boxers but rather than grabbing hold she dropped to. . and shortly afterwards the floor was littered with the clothing of six adults... I hugged Mary, who was closest, and fell asleep.Nobody was blowjob when I woke up. As sexually intense as the last few days had been, that was a surprise. It was early still and I was first awake. I managed to crawl out of bed without waking anybody and got into and out of the bathroom. Still quiet.It was a bit too dark to figure out clothes so I gathered all the loose under garments into a heap and carried them. So we took our four days in my cabin and made the most of them. We had to fend off reporters in droves; with Sam and Marilyn driving, and with Camilla's famous photo as fuel, our incarceration had stayed well up in the news, and when the media learned we'd been released the phone calls started coming. A carload of enterprising reporters actually found their way to my cabin one afternoon. We were polite, we were pleasant, and we were boring. They'd thought we'd heard or seen something, it turned. "Bathroom, huh? How was it?" I asked, even though I clearly knew the answer to that one. "Oh, you know, about as well as it can go in a tight space," Zach said with slight sarcasm. "I wouldn’t know, but I intend to one of these days," I shot back as I winked at Hannah. "It’s definitely worth it!" Lauren chimed in. "Speaking of bathroom, I need to go!" I said as I made my way there. I half expected Hannah to follow me, but to my disappointment she didn’t. And I didn’t have her number so I.