The hugs were warm and I could smell how good they smelled and we must have looked odd-- it was a music festival, so people probably didn't notice-- b...t we kept doing it. We were all laughing and telling each other how good it felt to be warm and close, and, soon, I started to get hard, something that become obvious to all of us. It was Jane who put her hand on me first, through my pants, rubbing me, and Chandry was grabbing my ass, so I grabbed hers. Our hands were everywhere and then C said,. I pulled back and she backed up and looked back at me like dont leave...so i went foward till i was all the way in. i stroked in and out about 4 times and she went to the floor on her haunches...i stayed in and keeped up the easy pace...just enjoying it...then i felt a tounge go up my ass.....so i rolled my hips to give better access...best fealing i could ask for...hot cunt on my cock and a rim job!! then it happend...the tounge was Jesters and he mounted me like i was his bitch!! mother. . everything ... I don't know ... you've always been there for me. You never made me feel like a burden, or like I was bothering you, before my ... my madness. You didn't seem bothered even when I had a friend over to play as a child, like that when time you painted our toenails and let us do yours." She smiled and raised her beautiful eyebrows over the saddest pair of eyes I've ever seen.I tried to break the sad moment, and the only way that occurred to me was to laugh and say, "Hey! That was. ”“Hey, to be fair...you kept looking at my dick. Don’t lie.”“I absolutely did.” Kevin admitted. “But it was so cool. Both of our pants down, stroking ourselves and looking at porn on our phones.”Brian slid one hand under the covers and began softly rubbing his own penis as the conversation continued. “And then you just had to dare me.” Kevin said, causing Brian to laugh again. “You were the one that kept looking at my cock.” Brian explained. “Seemed natural to dare you to stroke to some gay.