Except barbecue ... I hate barbecue flavoring ... took a swig of my Orange Crush ... the best orange pop ... and tried again.I mumbled through the chi...s, “I want to talk to you about sex.”“What do you want to know?” Funny, he understood me perfectly. I didn’t understand what I had said, but Chuck did.Chuck was immediately coated with chips and orange soda. Passing through the nostrils at high speed, those little bitty chip fragments hurt.And they are sharp. Chuck used half a roll of toilet. As we left she was very quiet. We got into the van and she leaned over and kissed me like when we go to bed. she was breathing hard and I reached around and inserted a finger into her pussy easily as she was wearing a pair of shorts and no panties. I slid two fingers in and could feel how wet she was. I said damn that monkey got you as turned on as me. she didn't say a thing, but I kept fingering her to an orgasm and she calmed down and we drove out of the parking lot. as we got on the highway. I was hoping we could form a more trusting relationship. That coin is my most valued..." "Possession?" "Exactly." "So, this coin is like Joy and Honey here?" "Precisely. I think your getting the idea." "Do you know if there are any more coins like this?" "I would think so, but I have never come across one." "So if I lost it, you would be upset?" "Of course I would." "What if I traded the coin for something else of yours?" "Oh? Like what?" "Like one of your servants." "What? Why would you want. Susan pulled at Lesly’s robe and it fell open. By now I think every man in the campground had taken up a position around the two little lovers. They moved out of the water and slid out of their robes. Lesly knelt down in front of Susan and f***ed her legs apart with her hands. She started to slowly rub her pussy with her fingers. Susan slid her hands into Lesly’s hair and pulled her face to her crotch. Lesly’s tongue teased the sweet folds of flesh between Susan’s legs. As Lesly ate her pussy.