The picnic was a lot of fun for everyone except me because I was completely caught off guard by Cheryls behavior and it was killing me to know what ha... gotten her so horny that she finger fucked herself off in a public toilet and especially one that was designed for men to watch and I was dying to know what she had written on the shit house wall. I had never seen her masturbate in the several years that we had been together and I often wondered about those long hot baths that she liked to take. "I frowned. "But the whole thing is themed. All those pump houseswould be distracting."Jenny scowled and shook her head. "Not if you do it right." Sheset down the schematic and pointed out the tiny window of thepump house. "Look at that." She was pointing at the mountain."You know what it is? It's fake, that's what it is!" She scowled. "Ifyou're going to build a damned mountain, then it wouldn't be tootough to put a pump house inside the damned thing, would it?"My eyes widened. I would never. She had told that they wanted to enjoy her- totally.After around half an hour of driving, I broke the ice of silence , by asking if we could park for a cold drink and she agreed. Not knowing what to say, I asked her to bring to soft drinks from the nearby cafe. This was now, when she said that she cant even walk. I looked her in her eyes and thankfully she was not crying. She told me to lets have the cold drink and return home. In night she will tell everything.We reached home, and with. ?Areyou ready you fucking bitch? without waiting for my answer and amid of thesound of his friends laughing at his crudity towards me he slapped my pussyhard. I gave a loud gasp of air like a hiss, he gave me another 2 hard smacks thankfullyjust above my pussy lips. I was squirming on the table now and he actuallyput all his weight on my tummy to keep me still. The spatula was just a littlewider than my pubic area and as it came down it half hit my thighs and slowedit down. I was thankful he.