After some time, I asked where were we going?To which they said have patience.So I didn’t ask againWe were enjoying our journey inside we arranged o...rselves, one was driving the car and my friend and a guy was sitting in front seat, I was sitting behind with other two guys in my both side.After a journey of around an hour, we reached a some place which was looking like a club inside jungle, view was beautiful, but guys said this is not our destination.We started going inside the jungle, through. I coaxed them to move their chairs closer to me, and when settled raised both their skirts enough to reveal their pussies to my view. Angela did really have a “shaven haven” as she’d said, compared to my wife’s pussy which had a strip of pubic hair left above her slit, the rest shaven also. For about thirty minutes I slowly fingered them both, whilst remaining aware of where we were, and careful not to raise any suspicions by my movements. At the same time I kept up a dialogue, asking both. She was made do deserve a comfort.Who should help this pretty but sad princess? Anybody?She stumbled.It’s so dark, but out of her eye’s corner, she could still see, or feel something, or someone, who was staring her boldly ... bolder than anybody she had met in her life, she should say ... then suddenly appeared from nowhere, walking to her on all fours.“What brings you here?” A coarse voice came from this shadow, somehow more like a human being than a monster.standing there still, she didn’t. Johnny was driving the old Ford pickup his dad had helped him buy. He'd put a good cassette tape player and a couple of fine speakers in it, kept the engine in tip-top condition and — voila! — he had a ride that he could take Patricia out in.They'd ended up at the Little League park just as dusk was descending. They parked in a fairly secluded corner of the park and started necking furiously.Johnny and Patricia had been exploring each other's lush bodies with their hands for a couple of months.