There was a lot of sneaky glances from all three of us toward each other. Everyone was trying to figure out what next and it was almighty quiet for a ...hile. I finally took the bull by the horns and said “Listen, you ladies are acting like observers instead of participants in last nights festivities and I'm a little tired of gettin' a snub here. So I suggest you get the camp chores started while I go huntin' for something more than beans and bacon, While I'm gone maybe you can figure out what. "Relax, Hon. You are very capable of doing this. I've seen you in action; plus, I've gotten to know you reasonably well over these past few months during training sessions at the House. I've got every confidence that you can do this."Tylea smiled and arched one eyebrow, looking around to ensure they could not be overheard as she said softly, "And don't forget you've test-driven all my love holes as well, Jack." She was rewarded by seeing even the mighty Jack Perkins blush for once. "So you. Soon he was climbing the stairs. The hall led past her door. She could hear him outside. After a long moment he turned the knob and opened the door. She lied facing away from the door. She could hear him walk in and close the door behind him. He walked to her bed. She did not move. He put his hand on her shoulder. She did not resist as he rolled her on to her back. She kept her eyes closed. He smelled of booze. He moved his hands over her little girl body. He pressed down on her breasts through. Quinella rubbed Ned’s back and motioned his dismount. ‘I’m feeling sleepier now. Thanks.’ She closed her eyes and dozed off next to Ned. Ned also rejoined his slumbers. Ned awoke with the unusual but pleasant sensation of a morning blowjob. Quinella’s head was under the covers bouncing them like a fluttering sail. Seeing no need to interrupt or help, he lay back in the pillow and closed his eyes. Quinella’s tongue wrapped one side of the shaft and then the other. She lapped it over the top.