She felt like she was dripping her body's fluids out of a gaping wound."Ugggggg no I feel sooo..." She didn't know how to describe it.The general did...."You feel like a dirty submissive whore about to ride her masters hand like a glove puppet."And with that he began to push his own fat hand into her soppy hole. Rachel groaned but didn't scream it was more out of humiliation of how accommodating her pussy now was than actual pain. His large fat fingered hand was sliding inside any second her. Cunt juice trickled over her taste buds, tingling, hot, and delicious. “Ummm, your pussy tastes good,” she said. “Mmmmm, I love your tongue, your mouth. Shall I come, Jennifer? Will you drink my cunt juice?”“Mumphh,” said Jennifer and she meant, oh my, yes, but the words were muffled against Carol’s cunt so that her lover felt rather than heard them. Carol sighed and gave herself up to the joy of coming. Her cunt creamed and bubbled up and Jennifer slurped it into her mouth. The woman’s eager. I imagined they were looking at me, wanting me, climbing on top of me. My fantasy drifted to all three fucking me, watching me fuck, taking turns fucking me. Suddenly I had an idea. If a guy can lose a suit, so could a girl. I got up and announced, “One last dive for me.” As I ran to the dive-rock, my body jiggled and bounced. Standing on the rock, I looked back to see all three standing with their hands over their crotches. I dove in, and while deep under water I pulled my top down,. It took me nearly twenty minutes to restore my hairand face to how it looked when Sarah dropped me off. I didn't need Sarahmaking comments or peppering me with questions on account of my looking asif a man had been playing with me for the last four hours - even if that isexactly what had just happened.I climbed in the car. Sarah had not taken the same care to hide the effectsof her time with her boyfriend. "So, how was your date?" Sarah asked.I didn't argue with her use of the 'date' word. "I.