There were a couple totems, big old tree trunks stretching into the night sky, carved with faces of animals and men, or maybe just half-men, half-beas... faces staring down at us. It was sort of scary, but exciting as well as my senses were assaulted in every direction.This was the Council, or so my Master told me, the elders of the tribe and the persons who would decide for themselves if Whitecloud was correct.They were serious men, and silent and their skin had a reddish glow, like auras. But it was short lived as Cindy grabbed Carla's head and pulled her back into her. Jake started a methodic rhythm back and forth, in and out, taking forever to complete each repetition. Except for right before he was all the way in each time he would ram it into Carla as hard as he could lifting her up onto her toes as she continued to devour Cindy. Carla would moan each time and just go harder at Cindy who was still out of it but nearing another orgasm. "Damn that pussy is awful tight for a. Then I moved from mount to vale. I licked and kissed her pebbly flesh beside the nipple and thence to the smooth skin further away. I kissed downward towards the base, feeling -- all the while -- the smoothness of the other breast brush the left side of my face. In the valley, conscious that this was less tender flesh though delicate and smooth to the touch, I kissed her more forcefully, the narrowest line of lip protecting her flesh from my teeth. I sucked wildly here, as well. A little. Sharyn had hurried off to the dressing room and really didn't need much time to change meanwhile I saw a male run in there and realized it was a unisex dressing room and they only had one, that seemed mighty odd for a production company, not much privacy in it either. She came out of the dressing room in a rather tight and loud colored 1 piece. "Oh...swimsuit, I see." Men were starting to walk towards the set and looked highly interested in what she had tucked under in the front and back. John.