She looked at Gretchen in alarm. "Whip my boobs? You'd actually whip my boobs?" Oh yes. I have some whips that are designed just for boobs, and some t...at are just for whipping pussies. Those are especially delicious on a shaved pussy, since the whip can make full contact with the skin, and your pussy will glow as its colour changes." As she spoke, she continued to rub Nina's mound, focusing her attention on the area she was talking about.Nina closed her eyes, both at the sensation that Gretchen. Next she turned an interesting shade of reddish brown and turned her head away from my gaze.I apologized for the public feel, but asked her what she expected from a Marine when presented with a "target of opportunity" and offered to buy at least a few drinks to make up for the offense.Several drinks, several kisses at the table in the back corner of the bar and several long slow feels of her smooth thighs, we agreed that the appropriate thing to do was to head to the apartment that I rented at. Justine had never felt so humiliated - tied up naked in the back of a van - being mercilessly fucked in both holes by drunken workmen making sure they got their money's worth.Most of the younger blokes thought it perfectly acceptable to finish off in her mouth, without asking.Fortunately they all bought her a drink to wash down the taste of the previous guy's spunk.After the third gin and tonic in ten minutes, Justine on her knees barely noticed the cocks entering her cunt or arse, until one. They showered down on me, scattering before they could touch me. It looked like I was holding an invisible umbrella. The other girls all picked up some of the small stones scattered around and duplicated Grace's efforts, with the same results."Could you shield someone else with that ... whatever?" asked Penny suddenly.I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know," I told her. "I've never tried." Who wants to volunteer?" Penny asked the other four.Ileana raised her hand meekly. "What do I have to do?".