“Oh sure, the stars, yeah I got it” this cute young stranger answered back. As the mystery man came closer to the light of the campfire, we both ...ecame interested in this cutie. Turns out he was camping with his buddy also in the next site up from ours. He was on his way to the camp store for some marshmallows. His farm k** look made my imagination run wild, as I was very attracted to young guys like him wearing a baseball cap backwards with a muscle shirt that showed off his muscular. The table was motorized for some reason and had padding on it. It had two padded arms that stuck out in a 'X' fashion and then two steel rods with stirrups like on a doctors office examining table.There were some straps on it here and there in no set pattern. Everyone circled around the table and Shelly was led over to sit in the 'X's' center. He then took each of her arms and laid them on the two padded arms of the table.Two men stepped up and helped him, taking straps and securing Shelly's. It's a place where sexual identity is forced through very narrow channels and the results are gays who look and act as "girly-boys" and sublimated lesbians. Mistresses are legion, both respected and reviled in a bizarre dance of denial. Official corruption is rampant, education is not free, unemployment is the norm and twenty-five percent of all Filipinos work abroad.These mothers have some English, but it is limited and not very good. The daughters have far better English and are actually now. 'get your head down and lick her pussy and taste her' jilly ordered.I bent my head awkwardly so I could lick karen's pussy from behind. I licked tentatively as I wasn't overly keen on tasting wee. 'Roll over karen' jilly saidkaren rolled over and raised her legs and hands like a dog does its paws! I couldn't help but laugh alittle. Then I leant forward and began to lick at karen's pussy. I licked her pussy lips,and began to lick faster as I could taste her juices, and ran my nose over her pussy.