If someone was to come along, a bush of some kind would definitely be needed.'Close the gate, Kevin,' a disembodied voice said. 'I won't let you in un...il you close the gate and walk back to the door, slowly.'The muffled voice was coming from behind the door, and it sounded a little like Keith's. I looked up and down the lane again, before doing as I was told.'Good,' said the disembodied voice. 'Now wait there for a few minutes.''No, let me in,' I shouted, banging on the door. 'Don't leave me. She began to shudder and wiggle and get even wetter than I was making her. “Make me cum, Panty-Man! Eat me and make me cum good……ooooooo”I was pretty sure that she had cum and I was slipping the cloth of her soaked blue panties aside and licked her cum juice directly from her swollen labia.My cock was aching and I stood between her splayed legs. I looked down and saw that she had been twisting her hard nipples and that sight along with her crooked panties and open cunt drained all of the spare. Breast to breast, pussy to pussy. They then started rubbing their bodies together, causing one of the most erotic sensations either of them had ever experienced in their young teenage life.He started speeding his own masturbation, wanting to finish so that he'd be able to leave the clearing before the girls noticed him spying on them. The next thing that Mr. Lodge was witnessing was seeing Midge lift her lips up to Betty's, and witnessing them exchanging a long deep frenchkiss. Their tongues. "There's something," she called. "Up in that tree."Her 'something' turned out to be a square of smooth birch bark pinned to a high branch by a dagger."That's my knife!" Mak grinned happily. He quickly scrambled up the tree to retrieve Lyssa's find. "What do these markings on the bark mean?"He handed it to Jewel, who studied the narrow lines that had been burned into the smooth underside of the bark with the point of a hot dagger, turning it different ways as she puzzled out its meaning. "It.