Now, I confess, the scene and the hands holding…it was all exciting and my head pounded. Another confession: I was still wet, hot, excited and still a little scared. I was in the firm grip of guys who were filled with lust…lust for my body…I was pulsing and frightened at it all but, yes, I was also full of lust on the blanket, at the beach, with the sounds of nature…my body naked…legs spread…I felt the air cooling and also exciting me…I squirmed again…then: “I want to get down and lick that thing,” said yet another and I felt a mouth on my little virgin cunt…I flexed…a hot tongue licking up one side and then up the other…a cold nose Brunette moving on my clit…which stiffened to the tongue and I squirmed again but this time, spontaneously, it felt so good…I fought the feeling…didn’t want my body to respond but it did. I dug my bottom into the blanket but two pornstar hands lifted my butt cheeks…thumbs spreading me. This had to stop. The air was cool, waves were licking the shoreline…the licking of my cunt was continuing. I tried to move to one side, then the other, my legs being held, and squeezed my pussy but the licking…Oh God…that tongue! Hands lifting me up…the licking continued. I couldn’t MILF help it and then another lick. I had to let myself go now. My body had taken charge. “She’s a hard one, but wet and tasty,” the voice said, between licks…and oh that damned nose lifting my Hardcore clit…I couldn’t help it. I just couldn’t. It was feeling good and I didn’t want anyone to know. I was thrashing my head from side to side…”No…don’t” I said but now I was just mumbling. His hand was on my stomach, pulling my skin back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too good. I couldn’t help myself and lifted for more of his wonderful tongue. His tongue was slipping in me and along my cunt walls as I twisted from side to side…I opened my eyes and saw Brett in the shadows…he just stood there, watching me…the Bastard! But what could he do? I hated him at that moment…he could at least ‘TRY’ to do something…we could run to the…”uh, unh, uh” my body said to me and I tried not to hear it. It came again, with the waves, “Uh, UH, UH, OH” I spasmed. The beach was loud blowjob and alive with water rushing in, rushing out; my feelings were rushing the same…my cheeks hot, blushing. I hoped they couldn’t see me. He pushed on my stomach, licking harder…in an awful, beautiful rhythm…he was a bastard…all of them…Brett and all of them. “You wet bitch,” the licker said…looking up…”You are so fucking wet!” It was true…I was. I tried once more to squirm away and I slipped from his grasp on my cunt lips but only briefly as he encircled my legs with his arms, lifting me for serious tonguing…I was captured…no way out…”UH, OH!” but I was not getting away from him this time. I was in lust…beginning to relax, wanting this violation…and lifted now, arching open for his tongue and my other captor sensing my lust, released my wrists. My girlfriends whispered words coming to me again: “No one’s going to hurt you.” To be honest it didn’t hurt so far…NO! it didn’t hurt at all. I was starting to ache for more. My hands went to the head of this licking bastard at my waist and I rode that face…writhing on his mouth as waves were pulsing inside me now. Suddenly he stopped. “She’s ready guys!” he said…”My tongue’s tired! Jesus!” I started to relax a little, my wet pussy open to the night but my ankles were still held…my hands covered my privates and for the first time I realized how wet I was…I had never been that wet…I was embarrassed and looked into the dark shadows of these guys and my girlfriend…but I hadn’t cum yet…it had felt good but my body needed finishing…my body was thirsting for the finale but was cooling down rapidly. I didn’t want to Brunette take the boat out to sea until I knew whether we could sail it or not, so I needed a day when the wind was blowing from our side of the bay to the other or perhaps a wind blowing blowjob directly into the bay which would bring us Hardcore back to the original campsite at the furthest point from the open sea. I can just walk in on Steve, but that is not going to tease him, that will tease me. I have my bedroom door slightly open, I decide to take off my top and listen for Steve to come out of the bathroom, maybe he will open my door and walk in. I get a comb and sit on the bed facing the door, ready to comb my hair at a moments notice. Out the other side again I tried to think of another place that I could take Tracey where I’d known that I’d ‘accidentally’ put on a show before. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own child and thought she would make light of it. Maybe I’d let orc slavers take me again, but this time, there would be MILF no Astrid to compel my escape. Once pulled out, there was a small amount of poop against the woman's thighs, which she ignores as she reinserts the end of the intestines back into Charlotte's pornstar mouth. I seethed more. How you liked to seduce... and... and... Mrs Byrne is out working and he must be out too. She twisted them.