”“What did you ask her”?“I just asked her ... I just asked her, would she go if you set her free?”I ran to Cindy and cradled her head. “I ...m not going to set you free. I am never sending you away. We had an agreement and I am holding you to it.” Cindy became a little more animated and clung to me desperately.“What’s wrong with her?”“Shelly, you need to leave.”“But I feel so bad, I want to help.”I sighed. I knew that Shelly didn’t understand. But her presence was a reminder to Cindy of the. ?I’m not climbing on top of any babe who has you leaking out of her,? was her often-stated reason, frequently followed by, ?Asshole!? Picking up Carol’s hips we saw that the boards clung to her ass cheeks and Les wiggled them free. Musta hurt.We freed her legs and Les ordered her to pull her knees up to her chest while I pushed them outward. By now Les was bottomless and she nimbly pushed herself up onto the table and between the girl’s spread legs. She lowered herself on Carol and spread their. She was wet, from the shower, and from herself. She smelled like scented soap, and like sex. Her curls were glistening wet. Little beads of water were forming there. It took us a little while to find our rhythm. She gave directions. "No," she said, and, "Yes, like that." She moved around on top of me, and I found the place she liked.When she came, she cried out. "Oh yes! Oh yes, Michael, oh, God, yes!"Afterwards I asked her if she'd liked it. She stroked my chest. "Yes, Michael, more than you. He was rubbing my pussy over my panty with his fingers. He then pulled my panty down to my foot. I removed his t-shirt. He made me lay down and started licking my pussy, fingering it at the same time. I was moaning very loudly but no one could hear us in the rain. He was sucking and licking all the juices from my pussy. I was playing with my boobs and his hair. I pulled him up and he unzipped his shorts letting out his enormous dick which was hard b then. He was on his knees and I was between.