At the first touch you gave a gasp and tried to shrink away but I had you jammed up against the rough tree trunk. Your hand, once resting passively on...my shoulder, now pinched and pulled at my jacket...I realised you were going to resist...I didn't want to hit you again so I tried a growled warning threat but you continued to writhe and buck in my embrace. I looked around for a better place....then my eye caught the silhouette of a rope hanging from the branches. Obviously some k**s had rigged. I grabbed the back of her head and kissed her harder, she slowly slid her finger in and out of my pussy. I did the same sliding my finger in to her tight pussy, one finger then two. still fingering each others pussy she pulled off my panties and i pulled hers off too. We were going at it pretty hot and heavy when she began to kiss my chest,then my nipples and down my stomach. I could not wait to feel her licking my pussy.But Just as she got below my bellybutton i had an idea. I grabbed her. All of them were given two litres of water to drink before attending and allowed nowhere near a toilet, partly to keep them self-conscious and in distress throughout the service, and partly to let them feel the humiliation, if they were unlucky, of wetting themselves in church surrounded by all their former friends and family.The girls were lesbians now, for the purposes of their public interactions. Elle and Rachael attended as a couple, pretty girls holding hands, and they were instructed to. My pussy was responsible. I didn’t have control over my pussy at that time. My body was spasming as part of another orgasm. This one was not as strong or intense as the orgasm I just had with the rolled up pillow case because my clit was not getting stimulated. But this orgasm was still felt very good. Like the orgasm I had just after the massage Ken gave me, it came from deeper in my body, deeper in my pussy. At least, I felt it more deeply in my body. It may have been another g-spot.