" So? Don't tell me you haven't tasted your own come before. You'd have to be an uptight, squeamish, neat-freak not to be curious enough to taste your...own semen, and you're open-minded, far from squeamish, and border on bein' a slob. Eat me, you cad."He flashed his boyish grin and proceeded to clean his come out of my cunt, lapping it up like he was a thirsty dog at a bowl of water. Such a male! Girls lick pussies like a kitten with milk. Hmm, maybe I needed a change of pace. Besides, I hadn't. . Then Peter and Karen pulled into the space next to them.Ted and Jim wanted to help Peter level up his fifth wheel, just to be neighborly. Wearing only a towel, they figured the better slip their shorts on and the girls grabbed their clothes and headed into the van to dress. The guys dropped their towels and were just pulling up the shorts, as Karen got out the passenger side of the truck. A quick glance in Ted and Jim's direction, left a wide-eyed look on her face and a sheepish grin. Jim. Kissing me the way only a horny teenage guy can and get away with it. He pushed me back onto the bed and I had my hands over his bare back, feeling his hardness through his gym shorts automatically. Yes, I'm a slut but well- so is he, so we make a good pair! Anyway, we were kissing for only a few minutes when he started rubbing me through my panties. Those cute red lace ones I bought back in June which he loved though they were on the floor too quickly for him to notice them. He was rough in. How should I know? The Comte does not ask my opinion in such matters. Never mind that, now, imagine it. A witch and a demon, here under the same roof as us poor, decent God-fearing folk. What a scandal! What is the Comte thinking to allow such a thing? They spend the night here in this house as guests of the Comte. I shall not be able to sleep a wink tonight for fear of losing my immortal soul!"Christine groaned inwardly and shook her head in disgust."Ignorant peasants, the lot of them. That is.