Now her hands were frantically moving along my back all the way down to my butt, and since the elastic of the underwear I was wearing was old and worn... my underwear slipped down easily, down to my knees and then to my ankles and my cock was now throbbing and pulsing against her navel. We stood in the water for some time, just kissing, I was feeling her navel against my cock and marveling at the feel, my hands moved down and pushed against her panties. I expected some resistance from her then. She had never been one to hide her body from them. She didn't want them to grow up sexually inhibited like the rest of the country. She had been open and candid with their questions as they grew up, little knowing that it would eventually lead to this.Then another quiver of anticipation ran through her body as she stopped outside of Rick's room. Recalling that he had been the true instigator of their current situation, she paused in his doorway and reminisced about the day it had happened.The. , my finger buried inside her, my palm pressing against the jet black hairs of her bush, her hand inside her blouse pinching her own nipple, and her mouth forming an “O” as her eyes closed in blissful enjoyment. As my finger squished inside the tight heat of her cunt, the scent of her arousal reached my nose. “Another finger!” she whispered, hunkering down in the seat. I eagerly obliged. She was incredibly tight, incredibly wet, and incredibly turned on. My fingers started to cramp, so I. He gives me an odd look when I do it. While he’s watching me Alice has Emmy and Della move their gear into the wagon as well, but without Buck knowing it.The normal organisation for the evening meal is done by each family and we eat in our family or friend groups in a circle of small cooking fires in between the two rings of circled wagons, but all are on one side of the circle in a sort of curved oval. This means we can all sit around to look at each other while we eat, and announcements can.