I just stopped her …, convinced her.Made her lie down again.Made her hold my cock & rub on her pussy.She was keep doing it.I asked her how you feel....Are you enjoying?She replied.Nothing.No feel.This irritated me.I spread her legs wide & touched her pussy tip with my tongue…. She tried to stop me… She said she don’t like me tasting theirs.But I didn’t stop.I started to lick her pussy tip.She was keep giving jerks.She couldn’t control that awesome feel.She tightly held my hair.Against her. Another rose up almost in front of me, shocked beyond believing when I dropped the rifle and went for my shotgun. He was literally on top of me before I could get it to bear, the barrel almost against his chest. The shot knocked him backwards and he remained standing for a few seconds, looking down. I could see the woods behind him through the three inch hole.The last fired as I was rising to my feet, nearly ripping my holster in two and knocking me down again. The brave must have thought he. "I think she meant to call the office Dad, it didn't make much sense." Trying to heighten their curiosity I acted a little nervous and guilty, then excused myself, saying I had to make a call. I gave them a minute to reach an extension and then dialed Jill, who was waiting for the call."Jill, why did you call me at home?" I complained as soon as she answered the phone, "And how come you can't come tomorrow? God, I haven't touched your beautiful body in days." Sorry Mr. B., my sociology prof. This was going to be an amazing trip. The journey got more interesting and she revealed more and more to me, the most amazing thing was that she and the friend hubby was fucking had in fact started a sexual friendship and was heading to the next level of oral sex when this happened and she confessed she has feelings for other women that hurt deep down in her pussy, wanting to touch and be touched and felt let down.We spent our first night in a campsite near the Loire Valley, we showered.