My shirt was rolled up under my armpits, and I yanked that down before pulling my panties over my ankles and working them up. I still didn’t see my ...horts, so I scooted out of the back and sat on the tailgate while I caught my breath. ‘Kacey,’ Jericho’s voice was even, which scared me. When he gets calm, that’s when you have to worry. ‘Hey, it’s Wren, remember?’ We had all agreed to use only our ‘woods names’ when we came out here. Him calling me by my real name meant he was super-pissed, so I. It was a bit of a logistical puzzle to get all the limbs to fit, but we had done this before. So a moment later Erin and I were facing each other, our boobs rubbing against one another. My tongue swirling around hers. Our pussies pressed tightly together as we pushed ourselves into his face. He stuck out his tongue and started to lick us, intermittently me and Erin, switching back and forth between both our pussies. Erin was moaning and she clung onto me, her nails digging in my back. ‘Yes,’. He reached for his glass and tried to say something that wouldn't come out just before he attempted to swallow some liquid. His face grew sheepish and his eyes glazed over a bit, then I realized what mother was doing under the table. How utterly disgraceful!"Aunt Jennifer, would you come with me to the ladies' room for a moment. I need you to help me fix something." What I really needed was for her to stop fixing Todd's thing!Todd offered, "I can have them move our table into the ladies room so. Meaning, no goats were sacrificed, no genitals were mutilated, but there was an amazing feast of food and libations and traditional dress, dance and ritual.Graham had been escorted blindfolded to a remote compound outside of Atlanta. Graham was the only white person there and his own insecurities made him more self-conscious than the actual treatment he received. Everyone treated him with casual deference. He was insignificant to the weekend's festivities and he knew his place was to watch and.