But, Billy, I found those nakedbodies and cocks excited me and I didn't care what color they were.What's more I was 11 years old and overcome with a d...sire to discoverwhat it felt like to be fucked. I was wearing a skirt; but I slippedoff my panties and walked down and sat on a rock across the quarryfrom them. When they saw me they were about to grab their clothes andescape the danger I represented. But I was smiling and had my knees upand my legs spread, my naked pussy was clearly visible. “Is that a tattoo, Cheyenne?” I was shocked but right above her shaved pussy was a pair of black dice and the words “For BBC only”.“Show her the matching one, Cheyenne,” Barbara Jean offered enthusiastically and while I didn’t want to see it – I couldn’t unsee it. Cheyenne had a matching ankle tattoo of a black ace of spades just like Barbara Jean.All four of them had the tattoo and they were proud of it.“You can’t just walk out of the house naked,” I demanded.“You are right Reba, we better. John won’t be so cranky when Christina’s finished with him Marella giggles to herself. When Marella told Christina about the party and some details about John she could tell there was definite interest on Christina’s part. Girls can just tell when other girls are hot and horny for a guy, they can smell it a mile away. Probably it’s a natural instinct so they can protect their male from other female sexual predators who want to slip in and displace them. Although Marella is a little jealous to. I knew that if the front end dipped too much as I landed on my belly then the prop would dig in and I would likely end up flipping the fuselage over, which would result in leaving me possibly hanging from the straps of my harness, which would make me even more vulnerable and potentially unable to free myself once the aircraft stopped moving.Now I know that some of the chaps in the squadron believed in and put their trust in the man upstairs, but there were others like me who had turned away.