He donned them without comment, and lit the candles, settling in to wait.He looked at me when I walked into the bedroom, eyes widening in recognition.... I had the same wedding lingerie Carrie had worn. We caressed and fondled with increasing urgency. He dropped me on my back, but I pushed him off. “No! I want you to do me like you did Carrie. Make me your bitch first, then make me your lover.”It was all I needed to say. He flipped me like I was a feather, pulling me up to my knees. One advantage. “Oh, come on,” Whitney said, waving to Rio. “Bet you never had two girls on your arm at once,” she smirked.If she only knew.“I politely walked them to their dormitory and said, ‘Goodnight.’ That’s all,” I said.“Aw. No goodnight kisses? No passes?” Melody whined.“You, little devil, know I would never do that,” I said, tickling her.“Variety is the spice of life,” Lissa quoted. “So I’ve heard. I certainly enjoyed sucking Beth’s clit, though, of course, I’d never trade either of you for. A tent collapsed. Thrak bellowed again.“Oh, no,” I gasped, sitting up and spilling Minx off of me.“Oww, Xera!” she gasped.“Thrak's under attack,” I cried and snatched my bow and quiver. Outside, I heard canvas rip apart as he ripped himself free of the collapsed tent. Footsteps thudded at us. Thrak's footsteps.I dived out of the tent's opening and came face to face with Thrak. The orc was naked, his cock thrusting hard before him. He was a swarthy hulk, his body covered in scars. His hands were. The waitress comes over and takes our order. After she leaves, I ask "are you wearing anything under that dress", "only one way for you to find out" she teases as she spreads her legs slightly.My hand goes slowly exploring up her leg until I get to her underwear less pussy and quickly touch it, moan and then pull my hand out since we are among so many friends. Our conversation during dinner turns to what we are going to do this weekend. Not having any plans, it occurs to me to suggest, by.