I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over me. "Hey, are you going to the festival too? I'm...Jenny by the way. We'd like a man we know so we don't get harassed at the camping area. Why don't you sit next to us and we can plan where we'll raise our tents together", she smirks. "Yeah..." is all I'm able to respond with."Seems like you already raised your tent, hihihi", she looks at my groin. SHE KNOWS. "I'll give you a minute to calm down. So a simple “hello” email, within three evenings the emails were how deep can you take it, what position, do you fancy it outdoors. Escalation and excitement. They agreed to meet, just for a drink, you understand. Mike could take Saturday off and would not need to make up an excuse for Diana.Saturday came.Four people almost sick with excitement, all pretending no such thing was happening.Gill arrived, Diana had set the table simple lunch a bottle of white wine. Nice dress, lacy bra. She pulled my head down to her titties and I startedsucking on her titties and sucking her nipples. Her nipples came alive in my mouth. They were small at first and theygrew in my mouth. She was so beautiful and she kept telling me how beautiful I was. She reached again for my pussy and thistime she slid her middle finger inside me. I lit up like I was on fire and I could feel all my juices and wetness flowing. She was playing with my pussy with a finger inside me like so many boys that I. Seeing the warm smile on Amanda’s face calmed her, but the smile and nod from Sean is what really put her at ease. ‘Good to see you again Monica. What happened to the frame?’ asked Sean. Amanda repeated the answer that Monica had supplied to her earlier, ‘It appears that Tom Folsom kept the frame and discarded the photo. Monica was kind enough to save the picture, but she couldn’t get the frame.’ Finally recovering her senses, Monica removed the picture from her wall and handed it towards.