The choreography that Jorge had devised had even more impact now. We walked past each other as souls drifting in the ether, with an even more poignant...meaning than the first time. We truly were discovering each other again, and rebuilding our trio. I hoped that Jessica took the symbolism to heart and that it helped her on her journey back to us.When the song ended, we turned and exchanged a three-way kiss, and the room erupted into cheers and applause. Suddenly, our closest friends were. There was no reaction from her and slowly I gave a mild kiss on her shoulder from back.She started to move and I was scared and I remained quiet for some time. She then changed her position and was now facing towards me. I courageously placed my left on her boob and started squeezing it slowly and she gave a mild mourn.I was having a wrong thinking that she was sleeping but actually she was not which I came to know later. She responded me back by taking my hand and placing on her another boob.. She held tight to my shoulders as she raised the other leg to my waist and tightly wrapped both around my torso, and began to give equal force with each of my thrusts deep in her tunnel. She flooded me suddenly as she screamed ‘Holy SHIIIIT’ and her juices covered my mound and balls before rushing downward to my ankles. One final push and I let my own creamy white nectar spurt deep within her drenched hole. I carried her to the bed and laid her down at the edge, and pulled my cock from. As i was on or near a well used pathway, I decided to close the mag and head for my little camp which couldn't be seen from the path but i could see anyone approaching. When I got there I sat down and started to have a good look at my magazine, wow I couldn't believe my eyes (i think it was a color climax), It was a story in pictures of 2 young girls hitchhiking, one very sexy blonde and a brunette, they were picked up by 2 older guys and then stopped inthe country, the girls undressed and.