Her hands kneeded her breasts and nipples as I lapped at her folds and clit. I kept going until her legs were shaking and she was clinging to the coun...er to stay upright.I was gently licking up the remnants of her orgasm when our phones chimed, informing us the round was over and another would start in a few minutes. Abby pulled up her shorts and turned to kiss me. "Mmm, I taste good on you." She then dashed away to hide. I quickly got dressed and followed suit.—----------------------I lay. I said hopefully that she might be stabbed by my sword if she sat in front of me, but she dashed those hopes by hopping on behind me, her hands hugging around my waist as we cantered off to the edge of the clearing with our bodies touching all over, her laughing and giggling, filling the air with happiness.Once we got to the edge, Lizzie collapsed in the tall rushes, fighting for breath. I collapsed beside her. Slowly my hand crept towards hers. She watched it intently as my fingers walked. Thankfully the loo was free so I dived straight in and tried to work out what to do. I thought the best thing thing would be to find Andy, feign illness and get him to take me home. But when I scoured the house I couldn't find him anywhere. I was a little apprehensive when entering the kitchen, and was worried that I might find him standing in there talking to Vince. But I needn't have worried as Vince was on his own with a couple of glasses of fizz and there was no sign of Andy so I concluded. Mistress slowly begins to rub her own pussy, covering it with Ashley’s spit. ‘Now, put two wet fingers in her cunt,’ Mistress commands, over Ashley’s head. Ashley’s mind races and her body goes rigid. Who is behind me? What is happening? Why? Ohh fuck… fuck! Ashley’s pussy is stretched open as two small fingers slide into her. All of her past sexual tension rushes to the surface. Immediately, she can feel herself pushing back against the mysterious hand fucking her. Grinding against it to try.