Herm and Betsy looked at the message and the photos, and then helped me search the Internet for references to Shirley, or to Tasha, or "Tasha Divine."...here were a number of hits for girls named "Tasha" and several of them were good-looking young women. One of the Tashas maintained her own web site -- evidently solely for the posting of scantily clad photos of her.But none of the photos was of Shirley, and there were no hits at all for the name "Tasha Divine." Girls on Fire" turned out to be a. "Tell you what," I said, "If you can hold your pee another ten minutes, I'll let you come." My hands were all over her. Rolling her nipples in my hand, moving my hand inside the slit at the crotch of her girdle, and pressing her clit through the gusset of her pantyhose. She was getting closer to orgasm. I stopped again. "Ok, Ellen, now you can come." I put the vibrator back inside the crotch of her girdle, and watcher her hump the want to get even more contact. Her chest was. I slid a finger gently over her slit, feeling her juices flowing over my finger. I was rewarded with Lisa doing the same to me. My wet cunt gushed as she touched me softly. I moved my other hand down to flick her clit lightly. I gloried as I heard her sighs and moans. She moved her other hand and flicked my clit, moving in circles and strokes. I removed my hand from her slit but continued working her clit. I was suddenly aware of movement underneath me. Lisa gasped and as I looked to see why, I. Dividing the load between the three of us, we started up the trail to the top.The sun had passed its zenith and there was a cooling breeze blowing. In spite of that, it was a good thing that we were fit because even with frequent breathing spells, all three of us were physically exhausted when we reached the top. Luckily, we were naked (even Kelly had peeled off her tee shirt at the first rest stop) so the breeze had kept us from dissolving in our own sweat. Altogether, it had taken them a.