I saw the torch before I needed to shout."You still OK?" I asked."Not sure," was the faint reply. "I can't stop shivering and I can't think properly. ... knew I had to do something with the torch but ..." I'll pick your friend up. You hang on to my coat. It isn't far."I carried the other. The woman who was still talking held my coat but I had to prop her up. Carrying one woman and supporting another was a real strain. The fifty yards took over ten minutes.Inside the tent Judy lay where I had put. “Keep it open, baby.” He sounded husky and tight and Missy squirmed and opened her mouth wide, pressing her tongue out against her bottom lip. She winced and writhed against a few more swats of the belt before she finally felt his cock against her cheek. It was a strange combination o velvety skin and hot steel. He rubbed it against her cheeks and slapped it against her tongue and then against her cheeks and then slapped again a few times with the belt. She wiggled faster and moaned and. Sarah pulled my towel away and pulled me into the bathtub. This was the closest we got so far. We looked each other in the eyes and our lips did the talking; little nibbles on the lips progressed to kisses. Soon our tongues got involved.We slowly started to explore each other. I began to caress her breasts as she caught hold of my shoulders. The kisses became intense and she started moaning. We repositioned ourselves in the tub. I sat on my back and she got up and sat on my laps facing me. We. It reminded me of the exchange we had last time she brought Harry and his siblings over to baby sit."You've come a long way, Betty," Karen told her. "You've taken control of your life. I think you're ready to move on when you get the chance. We wish you the best."Betty glanced questioningly at me."We," I confirmed."It's a shame it took me so long to grow up," Betty said. "I'm forty-one. I don't know how many right men are left to come along. There may have been a good supply when I was half.