We wondered aloud whether the next time would be as fabulous. I think we were a bit intimidated about having to top that experience but as we talked a...d kissed and fondled each other the excitement rose. I was fingering Colleen’s G-spot and wiggling my thumb on her clit. She was running a finger around the tip of my penis when she began making the deep inhalations that signaled her intense excitement. I transferred my lips from her face to her crotch and began working her clit with my tongue. Hannigan had rolled into her, his head up, listening. He whispered, “we should move soon.”Tamara nodded, stretched and slowly got to her feet. Her muscles felt loose and weak, her mind foggy. It had been a stressful and restless few days. Tamara hoped they could find a place to stop running very soon.Hannigan looked better than he had the night before. His eyes were alert, though tendrils of blood filled the whites of his eyes. His beard was growing in, covering much of his face. Tamara kind of. The flogging and occasional touches had brought her tortuously close to the edge. She flings her head back on her shoulders as her muscles start to clench around Katherine's finger. "Please, may I cum, Mistress?"Hannah asks through pants, hastily trying to stop the bliss starting to run through her body. Katherine gives her an outright answer."No."She growls. Hannah whimpers and bites her lip. She tries to clench tightly to stop her orgasm but Kathrine's thrusts push past the tightness and it. Then within another mile, she had been not only kissed for the first time but had been thoroughly french-kissed. She was apparently in shock and unresponsive to verbal speech. Soon, the top of her dress was at her waist and I was avidly sucking one nipple while gently massaging the other small breast.By the time we were at the front door to the initiation hall, she was in a trance. I handed her down from the coach and asked whether she wanted to go through with it or go home. Well, maybe I.