At this moment I wanted JR to see my naked body, not like this but rather the way I usually primped and kept myself. As I was about to tell JR we coul...n't do this I turned to look and could see that JR had an adorable tent protruding from the front of his baggy sweatpants. I wanted to reach out and touch instinctively but resisted as I stood not moving, wondering how big he had to be to form a tent in his lose baggy sweats. JR’s hands returned to caress my belly and breasts tenderly. I felt. .. Yes...And as Janet tried to figure out what 'my women' meant she was cast adrift on the high seas of multiple orgasms. Poor Janet, from the side streets to the Indy 500 is a hell of a learning curve. Ten minutes and eight more orgasms Peter announced, "Feel this, feel me cum in my baby girl. Ohh you have so much to learn and I'm going to have so much fun teaching you."After he caught his breath, he released her legs and rolled to one side. Unbidden, Janet naturally grabbed his dick. No. Marty volunteered for the first shift. The others had randomly paired off in the darkness. Linda wound up sharing a bag with her nephew Ron. That was fine with her. As long as they stayed warm. All she wanted to do was get some sleep before it was her turn to sit by the fire.She dropped off quickly. But it was not a restful experience. Quickly, Linda began to dream. If she'd been able to step outside herself to read her own unconscious mind, she would have expressed wonder that her attention. "Don't look like she's being forced to me," she said coolly. She swung back to face Diane's mother. "Which bit in particular is disgusting? That my mother is black or because she's a woman or because she's fucking your daughter?" All of it. It's sick. Filthy. Perverted." Oh, really? We'll see about that."Before Diane's mother could take that in, the black girl had released her from her bonds. Without giving her a chance to recover, the girl had grabbed her by the hair and was dragging her down.