“Please Master,” I begged, writhing in pleasure, “Please eat my pussy!” He bent down, slowly sucking my nipple. I moaned again. “Please Mast...r,” I moaned, “Master, eat me.”He smiled, “That’s better, whore.”He moved his head between my thighs and licked from my hole to my clit. I screamed out in pleasure, his tongue felt so good!“Oh you like that do you whore?”“Yes, yes Master.” I panted. He leaned in and sucked on my pussy. He twirled his tongue around and around my lips, darting it in and out. As we drew further away from my house, I slid over that big bench seat to snuggle up against Jack and felt his right arm drop around my shoulders. Maneuvering that floor shifter with my legs straddling it and my skirt fluffed out with three crinolines, was going to be an interesting exercise, for both of us, maybe a little fun as well!Well, at least we're off to a good start, he's not totally bashful.Just then Jack said, "Gee, Gloria, you sure look especially nice tonight, really special."My,. " She continued in a rushed manner. "Besides, I don't want to interfere with your plans." You are my plan." Edward answered with a warm smile, holding the tent flap open and inviting her in.Lea returned the smiled as she ducked her head and entered the tent. On the ground was a pallet bed, made of several layers of animal skins over a foam pad. That was all covered with a thick quilt. As Lea sat down upon it, she found it to be remarkably comfortable.Edward walked to the cooler at the far end. He did the same for me, with men and couples. Sometimes we turned it into a foursome; other times we split into two couples with me and my escort relegated to my cabin in the crew quarters.The other crew members knew what was going on, but no one cared. After all, none of them was celibate anyway. When I told my husband about my meeting at the hot tub, he was thrilled with the idea of watching our show. He also said that if we turned it into a regular foursome, it would be great. He especially.