I wanted to be a slut. Her slut. Ron’s cum was cold and thick. I started at my forehead, went down over my closed eyes, over my open lips and finall... down my throat and onto my tits. This disgusting, degenerate act triggered my lust gene and signaled my body to climax. My thighs clamped shut around the vibrator and I rolled from side to side. I couldn’t hear Naomi but I hoped she was pleasuring herself while I moaned my approval of her methods. Eventually I calmed down and my breathing returned. The returning scouts smirked as they knew all but the latest rules about forfeits. Carl, the sixteen-year-old scout in charge, explained it all like this:“Every boy here has to prove his manhood. If he can’t or won’t, that means he’s a sissy. So I need a pledge from all of you that you’ll play ‘Soggy Biscuit’ by the rules and pledge that the last boy to cum has to eat the biscuit. Signify your pledge now by unzipping your pants, pulling out your manhood, and stroking it to attention before the. It had worked fine before and no one seemed to even notice? So, she innocently thought that on the long plane trip she could fantasize about all that awaited her in the north west USA, and pleasure herself by just putting her folded mack over her lap! She had already started to think about where she was going, and what kind of kinky sexual pleasures and abuse might be waiting for her, and especially in a city and part of the. 'That means three of us will end with nothing!' 'Yeah.' Said Cees, in agreement 'Winner has first turn, I say.' I looked at Jaap who decided he had a brain wave 'Let's play for which holewe have?' 'She only has three.' Complained Boomer. 'Well the loser can fuck her tits.' Jaap answered. 'Tits aren't for losers.' Said Cees. 'Though I'm speaking as a tit man.' 'Okay, Okay!' I intervened, quite taken with the idea of sharing Henieke.She after all humiliated me by turning up late. 'What's it to.