Delighted with my accomplishments so far, a sense of devilish pride washed over me as the tell-tale signs of my approaching orgasm jolted by body. Wav... after wave of sexual energy surged up and down my spine, as I felt my orgasm building in intensity. Rushing headlong toward a well deserved orgasmic release, my body trembled and shuddered as I hastily approached climax. Seductively sandwiched between two incredible men who were hell bent on making me scream, I was certain the euphoric release I. Much like the rings on tree trunks.I skipped lunch, intending to have a decent dinner. But I drove back and sat in Lawson Park, reading Madman’s Bend, which takes place along the Darling, between Louth and Tilpa. I’d be driving there tomorrow. Looking at the maps, I could drive (pretty much) along the Darling from Bourke to Louth and have lunch and a beer at Shindy’s Inn. If I had two beers, I’d wait an hour prior to proceeding to Tilpa, where I hoped to stay at the Tilpa Hotel on the. Well, mostly naked. She'd decorated herself like a Christmas tree. “Oh my god!” I grinned in delight as I walked round her. She had tied tinsel to herself, wrapped some fairy lights round her waist and had baubles dangling from her ears. “Ta-dah'” she sang, grinning at me like a loon. “I know you love Christmas, so thought you might want to unwrap me, but first...” She held out some more tinsel and baubles. “Clothes off.” In seconds I was naked, with tinsel in places I never thought tinsel. After dancing, flirting and being felt up on the dance floor, along with several drinks bought for me I knew I was getting a little too tipsy to drive and my lesbian friend from my neighborhood who was at the club said she would drive me home later. Realizing I didn't have to drive and could stay later and party, that's just what I did. Time flew by and around Midnight my friend was ready to leave. We said our goodbyes and as we walked to her car she mentioned that I looked pretty convincing.