She also wore a garter belt, black fish-netstockings and to finish off her appearance, a pair ofred high heels. She looked like something out of asail...r’s dream. I was speechless when I first saw her. I wasdumfounded when she fell to her knees in front of meand unzipped my pants, taking my cock out and slowlylicking the head until it started to stiffen. She thensucked it into her mouth like a vacuum and made loudslurping noises while coating it with her hot salivaand smearing her lipstick. Whenever she smiled, showing her immaculate pearls, the men around her would take deep breaths.The last day before the lockdown was particularly hard on the single boys. Some had to shag in the middle of the day. She was particularly happy that day and smiled a lot. As I saw her walking seductively, she looked like a sex goddess.That day she was wearing a brick red plain saree tightly wrapped around her hourglass hips and flowing freely near her feet. A sleeveless black blouse with a deep neck. I couldn’t just sit there and let Liam see me blushing like this so I got up.“I’m going for a piss.”I went to the toilets. Fuck. There was no way I could walk back into that pub now coz now he knew how I really felt about him. I felt sick. I just wanted to die. Liam, the lad who I’d been in love with since school, Liam who I’d thought about non-stop every day and night, Liam…he knew how I felt about him. Oh fuck. Right, fuck it. There was nothing I could do about it. He knew how I felt and I. I'd never been big on it before, but it tasted amazing, and it was almost cold, having retained the overnight chill within the shelter of the saddlebag.The little snack and the drink had taken the edge of my hunger, but I was still thinking breakfast when I went back into the tent. The backpack contained the expected minimum of camping supplies – a first aid kit, a small pack of fire building materials, some thin nylon rope, a spool of heavy twine, a compass, a small hand-held GPS and some odds.