Sarah reached out and cupped Jane's pussy making rough movements with her hand. Jane began to rock her body in response.With all the stimulation Sarah...quickly moved to her first orgasm. I could feel her muscles clinching my fingers over and over. I didn't stop though and she was screaming now. "Fucking god, Yes!" Sarah screamed in ecstasy. I moved my mouth and pursed my lips against her clit then returned to sucking and flicking my tongue. It was so much for her that she burst into another. Oh . . .my. . .heavens. It was so, unexpected, so warm, vaguely I remember I was no longer drunk, I stayed under the water enjoying that warmth. She came into the pool after me,(unexpected) and grabbed me and pulled me into a sitting position. When I looked at her there was a look of panic in her eyes. I actually smiled at her. When she saw that I was okay, she started to move away, but I grabbed her from behind and squeezed her breasts. She elbowed me (hard) and cussed me out as she climbed. "Hey Fred, I see you've met Marget." Fuck you!" We both said at the same time.As I walked through the con I did get a couple of strange looks and a couple of winks. But the weirdest thing happened in the bathroom.I went to go pee, and there was a big man in there, he winked at me, and I decided I could wait to go, and washed my hands. He walked over to a stall and pointed inside and winked again.I got out of there as fast as I could. The only thing that stopped me from stripping down and. Oh the pain and discomfort and fears each time that Pal reared back to deliver yet another selfish deep far too deep and powerful muscle plunge into to very core of his very fully awakened bitch bowels. Like so many women that got laid from men and other a****ls, as if by magic those pains of torment found themselfs being replaced by a new set of nerve ending sensations that didnt hurt nearly as much.In fact with each new cycle of forward and backward plunges, nerve ending receptors now.