We climbed down into a small depression with a big boulder in the middle, and as we rounded the boulder, and while still in its shadow, we could see a...couple sitting on the rock about 20 metres away. They were engaged in a passionate kiss, and the young man’s hand was between the young lady’s legs, and inside the crotch of her light blue one piece bathing suit. She was arching her back, and she moved in complement to the slow movement of his hand.We both stopped, transfixed by their innocent. As one they let out a gasp not of the fine extraordinary life-like realistic detail of the statute but of the enormous smooth and polished stone erection the statue sported. Now they could see the front legs of the statute was actually up on the edge of a low stone polished platform. They realized it was a stylized representation of a sacrificial alter! As one they wondered and discussed who the master stone craftsmen were that seemed to have excel any known masterpiece and what happened to. “It was good” She stared at him, hands together in front of her as she rocked slightly from heel to toe making her skirt sway a little. He knew she wanted something. She always did that when she wanted to say or ask something. Finally he spoke up. “Well? Out with it. What do you want, and how much is it going to cost?” He laughed. She gave him her little girl smile and walked over. “Well Daddy, you know how my birthday is in a couple weeks?” He smirked then gave a fake shocked look . “Birthday?. I start scrolling through my contact list, my hands alone wont be enough tonight; I need more. The car behind me honks bringing me back to reality, I continue driving my legs are shaking my wetness soaking through my panties, surely starting to dampen my skirt. Why do I get so turned on from being such a slut, letting people use my body as they see fit sending me into multiple orgasms, never saying no? Another red light, I can't take the waiting any longer and slowly slide my left hand up my.