"I've got her ready for you." I heard the sound of undressing, and then a weight on the bed as somebody moved to join me. There was warm breath on my ...highs, and then a tongue licked its way up my slit. Then the guy moved up the bed and I instinctively reached down for his cock."No," my husband said. Let him put it in.I inhaled the scent of the guy when he kissed me, eager to have him enter me. Then the tip was at my entrance and slowly he slid in. He was thick - very thick - and I felt my. "Thank you for saving me," she softly said. "My mother always told me not to go swimming in that lake. Now I know why." Think nothing of it," I replied. "It's not everyday I get to come to the rescue of a pretty girl."She smiled and looked down. I smiled too. Her smile was infectious.She looked back up at me. "Do you have any food? I'm starved." I don't have anything to eat on me," I told her. "And I'm not from around here. Are there any berries or anything around here I can get us?"She nodded. It took a half hour, but I finally got my hands free. I sat up and untied my feet. As I passed a mirror I got a look at myself. Yikes! What a fucking mess I was. They’d been cumming on my face, in my hair. Certainly on my tits, though their efforts at mangling my girls left them reasonably clear of semen. And now that I was standing, a ton of cum was dribbling out of my pussy and down both of my legs. My hair and makeup were a mess. I just wanted to get out of there and forget the night ever. I can tell you! I was talking to Delia. And I got to ask why she was so reluctant to have sex. You know, why else do you go to a dyke chat room? And she confessed that she didn't want to because she was a nun. And that she'd made her vows. And that she wasn't going to have sex in cyberspace any more than in real space. Fuck! What a hypocrite! If she's so fucking virtuous, what's she doing going into places like 'Women Who Love Women'? And I'm told she's been seen in 'Radclyffe Hall' and 'Femme.