‘Your mascara has run.’ I said nothing. ‘Want to tell me?’ I remained silent. Tippi stood, patted my hand and said, ‘Come back inside when y...ou’re feeling better.’ I knew I’d never feel better. She turned to go then stopped, turned again and sat back down. ‘This is about Jess, isn’t it?’ I nodded. There was a rustling behind us and she looked over her shoulder but I was unmoving, unable to move. I sensed Tippi stand and walk away. I knew who had arrived. ‘What do you want?’ Jess moved to stand. I reached down to the girl's long blond hair and held it out of the way so I could get an unobstructed view of what she was doing to me. Similar to the way I continued to rub her nipples, Samantha continued to nuzzle at my crotch after she had eaten all of the cum stuck to my pubic hair. I think she pulled away to rest her neck more than anything else. "Mmm, I liked that!" She purred. "I can tell you liked it too." Oh did I ever!" Can I kiss your dick?" You really want to?" I think so." You can. Be honest with her. She’s really just a girl from a small town. She’s known women like you all her life. Nancy?” Gabrielle turned to her. “Please mingle.”Nancy nodded and looked at the expectant faces. She could see the marks of years of abuse and self-abuse. Most of the women were between sixteen and twenty-five. Their clothing was from second-hand stores. Most were dressed to expose parts of their bodies. Piercings and tattoos covered them from ears to lips to who knew what else. They. One squirrel in particular was keeping a watchful eye on us. He was probably hoping that we would leave behind some morsels of food. We continued to banter as good friends do and finally agreed this was a good place to break for lunch. Oscar had brought a large blanket which I quickly unfolded and spread for us to sit upon. He unpacked the food and got lunch ready. We were so comfortable sitting and eating. Well, he was half sitting, half lying with his legs stretched out and his upper.