“Fuck me, Sandy, it smells like cunt!” As if to test the assertion, Claire ran a finger down the stem of the plant and held the finger to her nose...and inhaled deeply. Then, to confirm her suspension, licked the tip of her moist finger. “It is cunt juice. Your plant is smothered in cunt juice.” Claire eyed Sandy suspiciously.Sandy was taken aback. She had never once ever heard Claire say anything improper. Yet here she was, the prim and proper, butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, Curate’s wife,. ....making fun of their enormous tits. I didn't know how to act around girls and if I liked one, I would make fun of her.Emily and John stayed in the wash room all night. So that left Beth, Susan and me camped on the floor in our sleeping bags. We had flash lights and played light tag for a while. Then Susan suggested we play truth or dare. It started off playful but quickly turned into something more. Susan had taken a dare from Beth and I watched the two of them kiss. It aroused me and I felt. Really? I dont know, lets see those shorts come off. She hesitated. Come on, if youre going to model, youve got to be comfortable showing your body. She thought for a moment before slowly sliding them down. They revealed the reason behind her hesitation. She wasnt wearing any underwear. She covered her pussy with both hands. Dont be shy now. Gradually her hands slid away to her hips. They revealed a smooth pink pussy. No hair in sight. To her shock, I ran my hand over that patch of skin between. I tease her some more till she gives up. she sits up and removes her robe and well and James does the same. All three of us are now in nothing but our birthday suits. Linda straddles me again and pulls me into her breasts. She can feel my hard dick beneath her and she grinds on it slowly and gently. I play with her nipples, making her jump a little each time. I can feel my dick rubbing up her clit. She carries on each time, my dick is becoming more wet and slippery. I feel the tip slide into.