I don't know if it was the beers or the heat but I kept having moments pulling down a limb or yanking on a bush when my body would bump up against one...of theirs, either they would be too close and my arm would brush their chest, or their leg would be touching my leg as we pulled on a log or one time a branch gave way I fell backwards knocking the big guy over and landing in his lap my ass right on that huge log in his pants. I awkwardly got up but not able to avoid pushing down with my butt on. She moaned in a soft sensuous way and pulled my head a little closer and asked, “What happened to the words honey?" with a low chuckle. All I could do was sigh into those beautiful tits and kiss her nipples as my fingers fumbled on the strings. “I would like to make some different music if you don’t mind, sweetie,” she said, gently pulling the guitar away from me. “My talents are a little different from yours but I want to share them with you all the same.” Setting the guitar down Jo opened her. It inspired me even more to suck slowly then a little faster.I would suck hard around the head then swallow deep, before sucking on the head again. He would pull out and slap my tongue with his cock, before inserting it back inside.Slowly I deep throated him. He moaned. I squealed a little as I gagged for air and saliva oozed out of my mouth. While I gasped and caught my breath, I stroked his cock.I stroke it, suck and lick the head, and then swallow it. This was repeated over and over,. Finally, they all let go and I landed with a solid thump onsoft grass, knocking out my breath. I rolled down a low hill a few feet, coming up against asidewalk. My body was covered with cold dew and grass clippings. The laughing and giggling stopped and it was silent. Wouldthe paddles come out, someone cut me? After a couple of minutes, again, someone told me to holdstill to keep from being cut. Again, I froze. I could feel the tape holding my wrists and ankles beingpartially cut. I was told.