My arse was propped up, as it is, when you bend over: to get stubbies from the lower shelf of a fridge.The broader of the two distinctly said to the t...aller, just above a whisper but loud enough for me to hear: “Check between her legs mate”Oh bugger; I should have shaved...a few stray pubes were exciting the letches. Fuck tight bathers.Hamish added in a similar soft sleazy low tone: “Nice tits, I’d grab them...you can have her hairy arse...if you want it...mate”As I spun and put three beers on. “Aren’t you supposed to be cooking right now?”Marie looked at Jessica sheepishly as she pulled the strap-on from between Samantha’s lips. “There’s still plenty of time.”“Get your ass in the kitchen,” said Jessica sternly.“Yes, ma’am,” mumbled Marie as she removed the strap-on and handed it to Jessica, pulled on her robe, and went to the kitchen.“Hi Jess,” said Samantha.“Sam,” replied Jessica as Samantha stood up to reveal a very surprised-looking Serena. “Who’s this?”“This is Serena,” answered. The smell of roasting meat was very strong and Jana was so hungry that she almost wished she could have some. Several men tended each pit, stoking the coals and poking at the roasting girls, laughing at them when they cried, and cutting off small slices to test for doneness in the legs, licking their lips as the girl watched the men eat a part of her. Each girl had two, fairly long, very thick charred wood posts pounded into her ass and her cunt. As the girl turned on the spit the men would. I turned to Dreama and Trisha. “And you, and you. I love all of you. And somehow, I think...this was meant to be. We were meant to find each other. And even if it only lasts for a day, a week, a month – right now, I'm the happiest man alive.” Trisha reached up and touched my face, her eyes filling with tears.”That's so sweet. I” –I put my finger on her lips. “ Hush. You don't have to reciprocate. You don't have to say anything you don't honestly feel.”She kissed my finger, and pressed my palm.