” “Is it okay? Really?” I smiled and nodded, and she let out a long sigh. “That’s such a relief. I was worried you might have thought since ...e… well, you know, since we did stuff a lot that I was leading you on.” “I really didn’t.” “Because,” she said pointedly, “I’m not the type of girl that normally does… the stuff we do without a commitment, but I did do that stuff with you, but now it has to be over. Because I really, really love Brett.” “Okay. Seriously, no worries,” I assured her. “I've. .. ?" Yes, Mistress?" Shasta said as she was turning to go."Don't you think it's about time to stop with the 'Mistress'? It's a little silly given what we all know is going to happen." I-I-I don't know what you mean Mistress," Shasta sputtered."As you wish, my dear," Nesho sighed. "But you would make this a whole lot easier on all of us if you would just accept it. You feel it; we feel it; and when he returns, Dent will feel it. You can blame it on the salidin if you want to, and it may have. I continued to churn four fingers into her, only stopping occasionally to stretch her out a bit more by applying pressure to her opening with two fingers from each hand.I kept this up for quite a while, and my fuck-toy started to writhe against her restraints; another orgasm was beckoning and I continued to jab my four fingers into her and pressed her clit with my thumb."Fuckkk..." She screamed and gasping, she climaxed once again.For about five minutes I left my fingers in her pussy but ceased. By the way, I don't just mean dads, although they were the biggest group, maybe. The guys, and not a few moms, too, were keeping a close eye on us. Never mind that there wasn't really anything to see except our bloomers, and they were supposed to be seen. It's the love of the chase, I guess.Carla was one of our two flyers. You do know what a flyer is, right? They're the girls the rest of the squad is tossing high in the air and catching them on the way down. For obvious reasons, flyers are.