"I thought so, just fucked you to make it look good, came up you, turned over and went to sleep, fuck how you felt but it kept you quiet."I could have...wept but I just stood there mesmerized like a rabbit with a snake."No wonder your stressed, what you need is something to give you relief, something to stop the frustration, lessons in fucking yourself, unless you have a boyfriend, have you"?My nerve end were screaming who was this woman, what was she doing in my house and why was I doing. “O, fuck!,” I said.“What’s wrong.”My stomach was knotted so tightly I couldn’t get the words out for a few moments. On top of everything else, I just couldn’t deal with this. “This isn’t my bag.” For a few brief moments I considered abandoning my luggage and just going without for the festival, replacing everything later. The festival was clothing-optional; there isn’t a lot I strictly had to have. Giving up that dream, I faced the long, expensive trek back to the airport and back to the camp. " "OK," I said, "prove it, let's dance together properly." I started rotating my hips and grinding with her. All this movement got me more and more excited, my clit throbbing and juices flowing. I twirled a little and my skirt flared up, revealing my bare ass to Rita, who was behind me. She went red and rigid, biting her fist. "What now??" I asked, daring her to mention my lack of undies. "Nothing," she sobbed and ran away in the direction of the bed room. "Great," I thought, "now I have to go. She then lined up my cock with her ass and slide me into her as she lowered herself on to my cock. She suggested that Kathy turn around and when she did the girls began to kiss. I was in heaven! Eating a cunt and getting to butt fuck Shellie! How could it get any better? I assumed that Roger was having a good time and heard Michael ask if he could join them. Bonnie said “You can take my ass if you want.” I figured that he, as usual, didn’t hesitate.Since Michael had been "cut off" for awhile it.