’ ‘So you enjoy to caress yourself without having an orgasm as a goal?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘During sex with a partner, the same applies? You enjoy it,...even if you don’t get an orgasm?’ ‘Yes. Only … ‘ ‘Yes, Mrs. Meier?’ Again I shrugged my shoulders. ‘Do you mean that you do not enjoy it when the partner tries trick number whatsoever he has in his box on you?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘You feel pressured then?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘If you masturbate with a satisfying orgasm as a goal, do you feel the same pressure?’ ‘No.’ ‘Do you always. Beci had made up her own version of the story. She was no longer listening. Her eyes turned to the ceiling. She shouldn’t have been thinking in that way. She should have been horrified, distraught, overcome with grief.They fucked her, Beci finished the sentence for him. All three of them fucked her.Beci rushed from the roundhouse via an entrance near the back. She could listen to no more of the wanderer’s tales. She headed back to her own hut and located the cucumber from her store of items. I moved down her torso, stopping to tickle her navel as I moved across her jelly roll belly so soft and inviting. “A” pulled up her legs as was her sign for me to play in her divine ditch. My face just loved to feel the softness of her inner thighs as my nose found her substantial pubic patch. I moved my face back and forth through the golden brown mini-forest and let my tongue descend between her awaiting vaginal lips. “My, oh my, you do such a good job down there,” she squealed. I just. He knows Peggy's desires get out of hand....LOL. We unloaded and then I pulled in back. When I got to the barbecue Robbie was asking me if she was hitting both them young studs. I said one yes, she can't wait to hit the other. We were yukking it up and he was telling me how lucky she is to have someone like me not only allow her but to encourage her.I left Robbie and walked over to Peggy where 2 young ladies were flirting with marty and Cerome. They had no idea what a sure thing does to.