Perhaps feeling outdone, or even more horny, Delphine then took off her tights and danced around in just her knickers. As the men now called for Carol... to make the next move, all she could do was take off HER tights as her friend had done. Unfortunately for Carole, some time before this, she had taken to wearing her knickers OVER her tights, as she thought that if she bent over in a short skirt, men would prefer to get a flash of her panties rather than her tights over her knickers. She had no. “You made a good decision. Don’t let anyone force you into something you don’t want to do. I’m hungry after that nap. Would you like to join me in lunch? I have plenty.” Taking a moist towlette from my basket, I wiped both hands clean, taking extra care with the one I pulled from my shorts. She helps me to remove the food for our feast.“This is all very nice. You’re use to elegant picnics from the looks of this food,” she said spreading pate’ on a cracker.“I like elegance and beauty in all. I tongue fucked her for what seemed to be an eternity, savoring her sweet tasting bunghole. She moaned softly and stood up. By now my cock was about ready to rip through my jeans.She turned and faced me with her hands wandering over her pubic area. Her tits hung in front of my face, just in reach of my tongue. "Do you like surprises?" she asked. "Hey, I'm game for anything", I said without thinking. "Good, I think you're really gonna like this one" she said.Finally, Donna began to untie her. No shades of gray as we stand there. I grab you by your elbow firmly and push us along. I can almost hear you whisper counting how many steps we are taking. Almost trying to figure out where we are going. I push you through a door and you can feel the air around you different. A room with a cool scent to it and so much more open than the hallway. Your sense heightened as I stand you in the center of the room. You can hear every step I make. Hear my steps give away how anxious I am, how.