I was forced to laugh even though I was sensitive to Veronica's feelings and had to admit she was certainly a "hot number" from my perspective. We all...moved a lot slower on the way back not just because of Veronica's ankle but because in a way we all wanted our little camping trip to last longer. The night in the tent was the most exciting night of my life and I think in a way we all enjoyed it for our own special reasons in full knowledge that raw lust was the driving force that made us closer. " You fucking bitch." I felt bad saying it. I hoped it would hurt her even more.She placed her hand on my knee and pushed it down. I struggled, but let it drop. She moved and covered the distance between us. Her lips searched out mine. When she found them, she took them into her mouth hard and desperate. I knew she still loved me.I turned my face away. "Don't you have any self respect?" I asked."What?" she said. "I don't know what to say." You can say, I'm a bitch. I'm sorry, I'm a bitch."That. The conversation was never horny but cute, romantic with a bit of naughtiness.“So, you are a bottom”? Rahul asked me.“Not just a bottom. Deep inside my mind, I’m a naughty girl who is looking for a man who will treat me as his precious; like I’m his mistress, his slut.” I replied with very much passion. He must be impressed by this. “So what qualities do you look for in your partner”? He asked this question in a lusty tone and I fell for him at that.“Well, he should be caring and must be a pure. Luckily for her, her finger was wet with her saliva and she managed to insert it up to her second knuckle then, with great effort, she sank it to the final knuckle and waited for William's permission to remove it.William watched Tina position herself before his gaze; he took in the cheeks of her arse lewdly spread open exposing that most private of places, her anal opening. William saw the intrusion of first, the end of her finger and then watched her press harder so that it was fully embedded.