"Humans do not have an exclusive right to intellect."He smiles at you. "No, not at all. But stories of ogres are always about how strong you are, that...you eat people, and how you can't speak our language. I've never heard of an ogre like you before."You cross your arms over your broad chest. "The only truth to those stories is that we are strong."He nods. "Yes, yes you certainly are, but I must say I have never seen an ogre as strong as you." He holds out a hand. "I'm Ian, by the way. It's a. ...previously, i had heard and read about vaginas being wet and juicy, and frankly, i thought it was just exaggeration....but that night, for the first time, i realised that vaginas are wet and juicy... my middle finger was scrolling from the top of mona's pussy to the bottom like it does on a scroll-wheel mouse!i got me to thinking, why is mona wet ? is she awake ? is she enjoying it ? is this arousing her ? is she pretending to be asleep ?all these questions emerged at once and in the next. I scooted across it but came again as I went to stand up and run to the stream. Thank God for the stream, that cold water allowed me to regroup and finish the race.”“Ok ladies, shall we retreat to the cabin, Syndy was the winner and has her hour of fun before I fix dinner tonight.”We walked to the cabin with all the girls chatting and being playful. In the cabin I asked. “What do you want for winning the race Syndy?”“Tim I want the other girls to form a circle making a giant daisy chain. I want. I obliged her. I started a gentle massage of my own. She started grinding back after a few minutes of my rubbing her. “I’m getting close,” Ashley whispered. “How about my shampoo and massage?” I asked giving us an excuse to move to the back room. “Right this way,” Ashley said as she stepped away from my grip. We moved to the back room and I shoved her into the wall and kissed her. I slid my hand inside her pants and found her hot and very wet. I slid two fingers up and down her wet lips.