He rubbed and rubbed but nothing happened. After about five minutes he turned to me and asked for help. I reached over and grabbed him at his base and...ran his skin up his short shaft. Wow… his penis was small but really warm and nice feeling in your hand… I stroked for only a minute before he shot hot cum all over his sleeping bag too. He was panting soo hard after his orgasm. Just when I thought it was over he pulled his shirt off (I was never wearing one to begin with) so that he and I we’re. I was notallowed in either, but Bear told me he had never been in the Blockhouseeither. Dolly had a key and I guessed she used the bed in there too,when she needed privacy. When the men had been with us she had gone inthere with each the men for a couple of hours each. I could only guesswhat they got up to. I hoped that it was consenting, or at least notforced with violence.I joked with Bear that Jimmy Cornstow might be living in the room andwe wouldn't know. After the men left, she spent. Her gyrating on me had slowly worked her loose shorts down a little farther. I could see the top of her puffy mons above her shorts now and a hard little bump right below that.With my right hand I carefully pulled them down a little further. Sure enough, her 2inch clit popped out at a 90 degree angle from her body. The shorts rested in place below it, keeping her beef curtains out of the way.She moaned loudly as she felt the shorts slide over her clit, and equally loudly when I gently grasp it. She was staring down at him with her mouth gaped open.He began flicking his tongue harder, not faster. He still wanted to build her slowly, but he wanted the pressure level as high as possible. He quickened the pace of his clit rubbing but slowed his tongue movements. He lifted her little hood and began pressing directly on her button.She threw her head back and cried out as the conflicting combination swelled inside her. Her mind fogged as euphoria overpowered her thoughts. Her eyes rolled.