“No. Not here.” I said.“Where, then?” Emily asked, a disappointed look on her face. “Your tent?”“No. Sarah will smell the sex when she g...ts back.” I said. “We’ll have to go in your tent.”With that Emily pulled her panties off anyway and gave them to me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to her tent. I lifted the panties up and inhaled. They were soaked but they smelled like heaven.As Emily bent over to crawl into her tent I got a face full of her ass and pussy lips. I leaned down behind. Donna had dressed in a tight-fitting dress with a plunging neckline and a hem that barely covered the tops of her thighs. She was wearing flesh-toned sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose, high-heels and makeup and she reeked of perfume.When she sat down her skirt rode up; she made no effort to pull down the hem and instead she opened her legs slightly so that Lucien could see the dark thatch of her pubis through the sheer gusset of her hose. She was not wearing panties."Now, now, Lucien there's no need. She felt his fingers on her thighs, pushing her legs wider, making her pussy – which she was sure was soaking wet – wide open and exposed to his gaze. Then, she could feel his breath on her pussy, his fingers spreading her lips open, exploring her slit, rubbing her juices around her pussy. She shuddered as his fingers brushed over her clit, then she felt them tracing lower, making her tingle as he pressed lightly on her pee hole, then a finger slid inside her. She could feel her slick walls. " Mitch nodded. "Not to mention, it would save us the hassle of interviewing and auditioning and then trying out any more Jasons." "Ryan, you're right, but the truth is, no one has fit since Alex." Lara cocked an eyebrow at her friend and Mitch and Nate nodded in agreement. Ryan rested her elbows on her knees and dropped her head in her hands. Mitch had a point, and so did Nate and Lara; no other guitarist except Alex, Nate's roommate from college, had fit in with them. Since he'd left, they'd.