He said he'd gotten past watching his girlfriend give his best friend a blowjob, but he didn't want anything like that to happen again. He wasn't even...sure he wanted her flashing other guys anymore, fearing where that might lead.And his change of attitude infuriated Jen. She'd said that one of the things she'd loved about Will was his enjoyment of her exhibitionism, and she didn't see why that should be curtailed. She also didn't see what the big deal was about going a little further with guys. Look at our handsome boy. Ah beautiful, you look so beautiful! Cum for me baby. Take your mouth away, Erica. There it is. There it is. Look at his body bucking. Trish, help me guide his cock. Let him spurt into the receptacle, that’s it. We don’t want to lose a precious drop! God so much seed—so much magic! Oh baby, oh baby, you did fine, you did just fine. I’m so proud of you. You can’t hear me anymore, I know. But I wish you could. I wish I could tell you how good you did. Oh I do believe I’m. I feel a kiss on my shoulder and then nothing again. His hands recapture my own and pulls me, and though the room is not that big it feel like a long walk. He is still silent, I can barely hear the whisper of his clothes as we move. He stops moving forward, but pulls me closer."Turn around," I hear said in a whisper.I do as commanded, and then feel myself being pushed back slowly. My back encounters something soft and yielding and yet firm, till I can no longer move backwards. I stand there. I knew we shouldn't have come this far. Now I couldn't find Isaac. I made a birdcall; our secret code for communication we had made up for camping trips like these since we were young, in hopes that Isaac would call back. I waited. But he didn't. The sounds of splashing and high-pitched shrieks seemed to come from somewhere north west and I walked cautiously towards it, trying as hard as I could to move as stealthily as possible, my hand gripping my torchlight, ready to swing it hard at.