At the end of the road and across some grass we came to a field where a lot of other caravans were. There was one of the larger caravans which from th... noise going on it was obvious there was a party in full swing. As we were approaching the caravan one of the men said,it would be a laugh and a surprise for the guys in there as I was stripped to just my stockings, had been already been gangfucked, and was such a fucking meathole anyway, to go on in, the other three agreed with this. I said I. I know it would be a disaster for both of us, but I wanted in the worst way to show someone else what we were doing, how I was filling Sue with my hot sticky cum.Then the waves of pleasure were lessening and suddenly I could hear again and Sue's breath was coming in gasps as she too came down off the exquisite peak we'd shared for an eternal moment.Then she was pulling herself off my slippery prick and turning within my embrace to kiss me deeply. I could taste my cum on her breath and knew that. He remains on top of me breathing heavy. His chest presses down against my boobs. My hands are caressing his back. I love my boyfriend.Oh, yuck. His sperm is leaking out of my pussy and down my butt crack."Get up!" I say panicked."What?" he says groggily and doesn't move."You're leaking out of me. Please get up." So? Change your sheets. Or just leave it and the smell will remind you of me." No, it's leaking down my butt and on my leg." Take a shower later. I don't want to move. This feels very. ..As time passed it was likely the alcohol loosened me up so I whisper to my friends "Do you mind if I have some fun with them?". Which got me a "What do you mean?". My answer was simple "You'll see.". Shortly after that I said "Roger, lets dance.". And I go to the floor pulling him along. It was slow dancing. At this time in my life I had not had any sex or anything close to it in months. So slow dancing was about the only way I would feel a man. My friends knew instantly what I was up.