His eyes widened as I smiled, threw out my chest, and pressed the doorbell.Footsteps and excited voices… It was surreal watching my door open then l...oking into the face of our friend, Jim. Well, I would say “looking into the eyes” of our friend Jim, but his eyes were elsewhere and who could blame him! “Hey, I’m up here,” I k**ded, “ya gonna let a girl into her own house or what?”Stepping through the door, I was treated to an entirely different kind of crowd looking back than the ones I became. Things get real fuzzy at this point and the story is going to jump around, but you will understand as you read on. Anyhow, the next morning I woke up in the tent, not remembering how I got there. Oh, and naked. I tried to get dressed but all I found was my shorts. The guys were already up. I peaked my head out of the tent and asked for my clothes. The one guy just thru me his shirt and asked, why do you want clothes? You didn't seem to need them last night. I put the shirt on and go out. There. You move to stand, still looking down, when you hear me say. “No, take it off here” you look up sharply and see I’m serious, you feel a new rush of blood to your nipples and your cunt is on fire. Anything will make you cum, any touch right now and you’ll explode in the restaurant in front of everyone.You realise you’re going to need to lift your dress to take off your thong, people will see. You try to do it as discretely as possible, but waiters are making a point of walking past the table.. Wendy was still being ganged but was wiping her face with her fingers and licking the cum.When the fourth guy unloaded into her ass, Heather moved behind Wendy with a small bowl. She put it to Wendy’s ass and pulled the upper part of her body vertical. Cum dripped and farted out of Wendy’s distended ass hole. Heather used a finger to go up Wendy’s ass and pull any cum that was close to her sphincter out and into the bowl. She wiped her finger on the bowl. I thought she would feed it to Wendy.