Inside the fort we all had our sleeping bags spread out, Lynn Ricky Me then Steven. It was dimly light with an old kerosene lamp. Steven handed out th... dirty magazines, a Playboy, Penthouse and he had two really Hardcore ones that really made us all so horny. After drinking the beers, smoking the cigars and cigarettes. We all sat around there with boners in the sleeping bag. Lynn (15) was the oldest there, he unbuttoned his pants to relieve some pressure, we all followed suit. He was telling us. The camera clicks again as she bends over to remove her panties.She stands in front of the mirror, the camera clicking and clicking as her fingers dance over her nipples, slide down her body and move between her legs.Her fingers move over her clit and as the shutter snaps another picture she feels a drop of moisture roll down her inner thigh.She spreads her legs as she slips a finger inside. She imagines him behind her, his finger inside her, his mouth on her neck, nibbling at the soft flesh. ”A huge smile spread across his face, his full acceptance of what was being offered to him settling in. He chuckled, placed his glass on the table, and put his arms around each of us, drawing us into his sides, his hands stroking down our bare arms, grazing the side of my bare breast and her lace covered breast. “No … forcing is not an issue.” We all laughed.I reached across his body, took her glass, and met her eyes. “In that case, I think this man is overdressed.” She nodded to me, kissed his. She coughed and coughed again, her throat now not used to emptiness after being inhabited so long with an alien shape. Amelia wanted to curse and say her first human words in a while when the priest coldly glanced at her, with a taint of pity that only her could see at this distance."Second edict: Amelia Lionheard shall now only emit the noises of nature. Any form of human communication shall be prohibited. Furthermore, her soon-to-be husband being a pig, her vocabulary shall to be restrained.