You already told Josh Perfect-face you’d go with him.” “Peterson.” “Right. And I feel like a dick asking a girl to prom after another guy’... already invited her.” “Ian—“ “But HE’s not in love with you.” Her eyes went wide, utterly sidelined by what I’d said. A gust of wind blasted her hair across her face. She didn’t even notice. I gingerly brushed it back in place. “Sorry,” I laughed. “Didn’t count on the wind being quite so crazy up here. What was I saying, again?” Her voice sounded far away:. She's 18, fit as fuck, awesome chick. Short skirt too; and no fookin' knickers. What bird goes out without her trollies on if she's not goin' to get stuffed right. She was fookin' oozing sex. Massive jugs. Welsh..." Scottish", I replied instantly and everyone turned in my direction.Jez grinned as I spoke, somewhat satisfied that he got a reaction from me. "What?" She is Scottish, not Welsh. And she told you that, but you probably weren't listening, right?" Too fookin' right. No bloke would. I didn't know what to do. He was so hot and I couldn't resist, I let him do whatever he wanted. The man rubbed my clitoris for a second before he licked and sucked it. I started breathing heavily. His touch was soft. I loved the feeling of his beard against my shaved pussy, munching away. "You're a wet little whore, aren't you? You love it when strangers take advantage of you," he said and licked his lips as he pulled down his zipper. I nodded and followed his hand movement. A hard thick cock. Finally, he said, “Uh, Shavala?”“Yes?” she asked him.Katrin laughed again. “He’s embarrassed that you’re here.”“Why?”“I’ll tell you later. Come on, let’s go.”With the women gone and the door once again safely closed, Corec splashed water over himself to rinse the soap off, then climbed out of the tub, dried himself off, and got dressed.He found everyone gathered in a private dining room the innkeeper had allowed them to use. It was after dark, but flickering lights from the oil lamps danced.