So I took a T-shirt and wore it and remove the thong and put it on the veranda. The T-shirt was pretty small and it was above my pussy area. So I too... a mini skirt also and put it inside the car. Anyway I get inside the car wearing only T-shirt and starts to drive. There was only one traffic signal on the go so I was very dare to go. After 10 mins I reached my own home, I parked my car and opened the door of my car. I searched the area that somebody is viewing me. But it was clear, there was. It was supposed to be a clear night with temperatures staying above 40 degrees. We set up camp in the corner of the pasture near enough the outhouse to use it, but not so near we could smell it. Actually, ‘we’ were not going to use it. They were. After checking out the site when we first started planning this, my wife insisted that we borrow a porta-potti that she could use. ‘I’m not sitting down in that old outhouse and having spiders and who knows what crawling across my butt,’ she told me. Everywhere there were cocks, cunts, breasts, mouths and arseholes being stretched, filled and fingered in celebration of your birth. The blue light faded, its work done as the your gathering life-force took on a momentum of its own. The Magic Man slumped forward then drew back with his cock sliding wetly from your tight cunt, drawing out your grateful pussy lips as he departed. He stood aside and the Tribal Chief moved forwards placing his cock-tip against the small puckered entrance to your. It was official we hated each other every one in school knew. She texted me "Sorry, for everything I have ever done to you I really hope you take this apologie Goodbye." I knew she wanted me for some reason I replied "How do I know your telling the truth is it just cause I was cheated on a couple of days ago and you know I’m single or are you just playing me again?" She then replied "I know I have done bad stuff and I know you hate me but I really want a second chance I had a dream about you.