She said she would like some, but wanted to get a shower first. She went to her tent, grabbed her shower gear and headed over to the shower tent. I fi...ished the coffee and poured two cups and sat on one of the huge pillows and waited for her to get done. She finished her shower and came out wrapped in a towel and sat on a pillow close to me. “You are a lifesaver” and sipped her coffee. As we sat there we talked about her night, and she went into detail about how she went to the first several. "Jesus, Robin. Don't remind me! I was so wasted. That good tequila sneaks up on you." Sheri pronounced. "I'm not in the habit of giving public blowjobs. It must be that damn Te-Kill-ya." Amen to that. I'm switching to rum tonight. Tequila makes my pussy sore," Jill complained, almost getting a spit-take from me.I could barely believe what I was hearing. I'd known these people for at least three years. Both women had been in our wedding party. I'd never heard half as much sexual discussion as I. I sat and studied her slim young body by the light of the oil lamp; the cold water had left her nipples as hard buds protruding from shapely breasts. Her mons Veneris was only sparingly covered with hair and her labia were long and open.She turn and saw me watching her, I was embarrassed and turned my head. But she smiled and stood in front of me, her legs parted to display herself.“I am a slave Sir; there is no need to turn away. I have no rights over my body. Stare at me is you want; you. By the dim glow of the streetlights, the tall figures reveals itself to be the one of a gigantic African American dressed in black leather and carrying a large assortment of weapons. He turns her head and smells the wound.“It’s too late for you, I’m terribly sorry I didn’t get here earlier,” he says, “but I can’t let this happen. Please forgive me for what I’m about to do.”MJ catches a glimpse of his teeth, he has fangs similar to the woman’s, smaller maybe but clearly not human. He picks up.