" She paused, "Gregory?" Yes beautiful Dana?" I've never had a boy call me Dana before. I like Dani too but will you use both of them and let me guess...which is which?"I had to figure that out so I didn't answer immediately, but before I had she let go of my hand and spoke very softly, "Have I presumed too much?" No!" I grabbed one of her hands firmly, "Will you accept a simple and unequivocal 'No'?"She sobbed, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize what I was doing. We can't go there yet and now I want. He gave it a small kiss and a lick after parting her pussy lips with his fingers. Zarine’s facial expression was proof she was enjoying the touch of another man.She put her fingers in his hair and pushed him towards her and crossed her legs around his neck. My dick was throbbing inside Zainab’s mouth. I pulled out my dick, picked her up, and placed next to Zarine.It was time for me to taste her pussy. Zainab’s pussy was clean and silky with not even a single hair. It seems like she cleaned it. .. no, I want you to embrace ... the fact that you hurt me because we both wanted it. This,” she growled, exerting even more force to squeeze his fingers into her aching mounds, whimpering as she did so, “is what we made. It was beautiful when we created it, and it’s beautiful now. Not just what you and I see, but what I’m feeling. The pain itself is beautiful because we achieved it together. So, you are going to stand here and be part of my pain — a new pain, an entirely different yet equally. “Sound intern.”Her eyes lit up. “I’m the ridge runner intern.”“Holy shit, they still have those?” I asked, my mind filling with memories of the cages on wheels.“Hell yeah,” she grinned. “You’ll have to come help me test them out before campers arrive.”“For sure, but I gotta warn you. I’m pretty good,” I told her.She got a devious look in her eye, “I love a challenge.”Our talk was cut short by the arrival of Big Mike, the head chef of the camp. It wasn’t just a clever nickname, as the man seemed.