I open my mouth as I continued the onslaught I was giving to Kelso's ass, and Dustin crams his still half hard dick into me. I come off after a couple...of seconds. “Damm Dustin—that dick is nasty”. Dustin lets out a light chuckle, “Ya—told you Id have that bois shit on my dick—I busted him up good” proclaims my lil bro proudly. “Well, tell me all about it tomorrow—let me finish up here”. “OK Matthew---later”Dustin exits the tent, and I return my attention to Kelso's ass. I was getting pretty. ..but as agirl!"Yes Madame....sorry Madame." There may be a time when you are required for such a service, but nottoday."I could not believe these words; I would be used as a hooker! But thenof course I knew she could do with me as she pleased. My reverie wasbroken by her lifting the hem of my skirt."I like the matching G-string panties, so much better when I can see thepunishment I have inflicted," she mused."But...you have missed a few hairs down there," she chided."The Tutu is tacky." Yes. ”“I’m sorry about taking up your lunch time,” Melissa said.“Don’t be sorry. I’m enjoying the conversation,” Jack said. He took a bite out of his ham sandwich.Melissa unwrapped her sandwich thinking it was about half as thick as his sandwich. She said, “Those little old ladies really feed you well.”“Yes,” Jack said. “I would worry about getting fat, but I do a lot of physical work. It helps me stay in shape.”“Keep doing whatever you’re doing,” Melissa said thinking that he looked pretty well put. So essentially we avoided pretty much any situation that could offer TEMPTATION. I had gotten serious a couple of times and nothing worked out with each guy leaving the church life in turn. So I essentially went a long time not even KISSING anyone. I survived by what I called my two “Na'tions” – my imaginaTION and good old masturbaTION. But even that was a little tainted as my church believed that even masturbation was wrong. So when I did it I had to make it good because it would have to last.