Amber stated quietly. What? said Jo, not quite sure if she had heard her right, but feeling a slight twinge of fear that her voyeurism might have been...noticed. I saw you looking down Mickys top. This time her voice was sly, secretive. Jo paled, her fear realised as she glanced down at her bare feet. Please dont tell her, itll ruin our friendship. Jo begged. Lustful brown eyes met Jos green eyes in response. Might do, might not. She mumbled, still fixing her with swirling depths of brown.. After about five minutes I got ready to go meet Brett in the woods.“I won't be needing these,” I said, pulling my panties off and throwing them in the tent. I began walking to where Brett told me to go. It seemed like I walked a lot further than 150 yards when I saw a large stump in the middle of a small clearing. I made my way to it when out of nowhere I was pushed onto the stump, hands first, and my bare ass in the air.“Mmmm, my slutty little cousin isn't wearing any panties,” Brett said,. It's the smell of shit!" blared the owner with an almost accusing stare and suddenly broke down in laughter. The other two men followed suit, showing off hollowed out mouths and wrinkled, leathery faces worn through a life-time of being used to hardships of all kinds."And you're full of it, Englishman. Who dem asking for trouble, days like these, but dem trouble, no?" said one of the two, while the owner chimed in himself again, "You can't hide a pile of shit if you paint it gold, mister. It. "In fact, I'm beginning to tingle all over."She seemed to be hovering almost on the brink of an orgasm as I gently removed any stray hairs from around her sexy little anus and rinsed all the remaining foam off with a warm, damp cloth."There, all done," I said and planted a kiss on the freshly shaved skin just above her slit.She gasped, and I felt her spasm with pleasure, using both hands I gently pulled her pussy lips apart and probed inside her with my tongue."Jamie," she hissed and reaching.