" he added the last bit with a with a fatherly smile that helped a lot to fight the urge to get sentimental.Trip, seated left of T'Pol, felt T'Pol's h...and lightly tapping against his leg. Looking down, he saw how T'Pol used her index finger to first point at the captain, then in his direction. A barely perceptible nod was his signal of having understood her covert message."How can I even be in the running when Trip and T'Pol are certainly far ahead of me – unless you two are planning on leaving. Marybelle had told her that the women didn't wear clothes much since it was a bother to take them off all the time. That’s alright, she thought. She liked running around nekk** anyway.On the ride to the camp Jeanne was in the back of a pickup with four of the guys. They'd already been into the shine and got to squeezing her fun parts. She squeezed back and the guys all had their peckers out before long. She'd mostly seen family ones which were pretty similar so there were some interesting. Aaaaaaaaaah. Oh, yeah. Hmmmmmmmm. Right there. Yes. Oh, shit. Eat it. Eat that pussy. Oh, fucking eat that pussy." I gazed into that pink flesh and munched on it. Cynthia felt a little teeth but she was all hot and bothered and giggling at the same time not worried the least. "Oh, shit", she continued, "Oh, I missed that tongue. Fucking missed it.. Be like me I don't wear either a bra or panties when I go to these parties. I go there to be fucked and to suck cocks and I can assure you that when it is know you are minus underwear there won't be a cock that is not interested in slipping up your cunt. Do you shave yourself?" she asked. An embarrassed Belinda just shook her head.The party was definitely 'high society' a cut well above the rare BBQ that her husband had put on for friends. This was one where only attractive women were invited.