It was really quiet and there was noone about. I noticed her sat on her own in a little alcove just past the toilets. She was obviously worse for wear...and slumped against the side of the seat, she looked a bit disheveled and I picked her up and told her we needed to go back to our room. On the way up she was muttering about there being some dirty old bastards at this wedding but she was slurring her words and I couldn’t make them out properly. Managed to get her back to the room and let her. ”“Fred’s already a bit suspicious. I don’t think I can.”“Tell him you were trimming for your bikini and it got out of hand.”Margie chuckled.“Let me think on that too.”“mmmmm…….just in case you can’t make it back……….bend over.”“I have to get back. I haven’t even been to the store yet.”With that, Justin guided her to their wooden sex bed again and she found herself unable to resist him as her skirt was pulled up and he bent her forward onto the wood.“You know I’m clean.”She tingled at his bare. She had such a tiny little pussy with just the slightest hint of fuzz. Her areolas were nickle sized and her nipples were the size of a small pencil eraser. I picked her up and brought her into the bedroom to be seen by her mother, and to see her mother being raped and assaulted. With Amy all set for the main event, I took off my clothes and got in bed with my face up close and personal to her prime pussy. I stated running my tongue from top to bottom along her slit and watched as her lips. Even with theups and downs that we had had with each other, I knew just how blessed Iwas that these girls were my friends. I knew that there wasn't anythingthat any one of us wouldn't do for the others.Once we had composed ourselves and cleaned up our streaked makeup we allended up helping finish dinner. After the emotional outpouring we hadshared, dinner was much more lighthearted. Mrs. Cook came home and waspleased to find us there in such good spirits, she was also thankful thatwe cooked.