She licks me deeper than before, sucking on my lips as the girl behind her kisses her clit. Another girl appears beside me and caresses my breast as I...sacrifice one hand which slides up my stomach to my chest. She kisses me as she touches me, squeezing my nipple softly, constantly looking to my eyes for confirmation that it feels good. She licks my nipples, kissing the tips but only ever one at a time. I imagine I can hear soft moans and whispers of `yes’ as other girls around me are being. I bit into her, hard enough to make her cry out over her moans of pleasure. I desperately wanted to mark her, to leave MY mark on her, but enough sense remained to me to know that would only cause a lot of problems. So, I contented myself with nipping at her neck, hinting at what I wanted to do. By now my left hand was back on her right breast, but this time inside the cup of her bra. Her tiny little breast was fully in my handle, soft and pliant. I was going to have to suck these later, but. She pulled on her bulky Sorel’s, a warm Canada Goose down jacket, a knitted tuque and her finger-less gloves and stepped outside with her camera around her neck. She walked a little way down the driveway and was about to turn into the woods when she heard someone approaching. ‘I wouldn’t do that if I were you,’ a deep voice said, ‘if you head in there in those boots you’re likely to get stuck in the snow. It’s four, five feet deep in places and the ground is uneven. You’d be better off sticking. She was the same age as him, and they had known eachother since primary school and were good friends. She lived on her own, neverseeming to want male company, and had done since her parents had been killedin a car crash when she was fifteen. She was looked after by her aunt anduncle until she was eighteen. Lisa had a figure that always caused men tolook twice and a wardrobe of clothes that would stop traffic.Richard had tried to have a relationship with Lisa but was heartbroken whenshe told him.