Ha ha, hot and sweaty, I mean!”Stella’s mum had a kind of hyper babble. She was so personable though, you had to forgive her for it.“Sure. Great...” I replied, and ran to pick up a sweater on the grass.“Who’re the babes?” Asked Sid, as we walked over to the ladies, who had spread out a blanket on the grass near the snack bar.“The one in the business clothes is Enika, and I’m not sure of the other one’s name.” I answered. “But I know it’s Stella’s mum.We had barely sat down when the hyper babble. Periodically Kathy would shift her legs and give me a flash of her shear panties under her skirt, and every time she did the wet spot on the crouch was a little bigger. All I wanted to do was to kneel down in front of her, slip her panties off and slide my tongue along her sweet lips. The drinks were going down pretty easy and before long we all had a bit of a buzz going. Kathy was getting more and more daring, and at one point I actually saw her rubbing Bills cock when they thought I wasn’t. I'm so anxious, and at the same time afraid, to take the next step. This feels safe to me, in between. Will you touch me and kiss me for a while? Maybe you can let my blood tonight."John had never heard that turn of phrase. A near-virgin himself before the pickup, he had never deflowered a virgin. The thought instantly turned his cock into iron. He erected so rapidly that his cock slapped against his abdomen. Elizabeth watched it, fascinated.She turned her attention back to John's face and. Need it so much. Desire it. Ache for it. "No -- no hands, little slave. Your arms are paralyzed. Remember the vibrator... the humming... The sensation of your pussy flowering open, then tightening around the shaft. So tight! So wet! So good!"He dangled a sparkly, shimmering crystal in front of her eyes. Watch the crystal. Watch the flashes of light. So close to another orgasm. Candles, and flickering flames. How long since she had cum? Hours? Days? She wanted it so badly.Long walks in the park,.