It wasn't so much that it was a crime to take the uneaten sandwich, it was the shame that she felt for even thinking about it. But hunger has a way of... humbling even the most proud, and Stacey found herself closing her laptop and slipping it into her bag. She had already formulated a plan to grab the sandwich and take it to the bathroom to eat half and then save the leftovers for later on.As she stood she took one last look around; no servers in sight, no one watching. She slung her bag over her. I sat down and she got right to the questions. "So how long have you been jacking off" She asked. I said "about 20 years now" She nodded her head and asked " Do you watch porn when you jerk off?" I said "Yeah every time" She said "Good. How many times a day do you jack off" I said "all depends sometimes once, If i get a really good scene I try to break my mind from cumming too fast so it can be, 4-5 times a day." She said "Wow that's a lot of masturbating. Do you cum a lot? Do you eat your own. Carol groaned. I told her to roll over.Once again I started at her feet and quickly moved up to her thighs. Carol spread her legs a bit further. I started oiling her ass. I snuck a finger into her rosebud. Carol started humping the blanket. As I was finishing her back the beachboy came over to us, knelt down, and asked if he could get us anything. Carol lifted her head and his cock swayed in the breeze tantalizingly near her lips. Her face was a picture of lust. She stuttered and said. As Toilet loaded the groceries into a car, another woman, a stranger pulled in next to them. As she was getting out of the car Minto insisted that Toilet perform his basic function for her. Between the two cars, he was forced him to his knees. Minto lifted her skirt and drew him to her cunt. Just as the woman began to pass by Minto began to squirt her yellow nectar. The woman, aged about 50, stopped in curiosity. The demure Minto looked to the woman "This is so convenient having a portable.