"Seen what?" she asked, coming out of her thought.
"That. What you do with your tongue. Kind of rub it against the inside of your lower lip when you're thinking. I do that. We have the nose, too, did you notice that? Exactly the same." He posed in profile, pointing and showing her, half laughing.
"I'll tell you something that's even weirder than that," she said, starting to feel at ease with him. "You remind me so much of my father I can't believe it. I was watching you walk, back to the dorm from your drill practice a little while ago, and you even have that same kind of odd loping stride he does."
They looked at each other for a long moment, their eyes searching each others faces as if looking fork more details that would bind thorn together.
Then he took her hand, not pulling, wanting her to come willing. She looked down, his left hand in hers. She noticed something that set her mind whirling. Each of them had a kind of kink in the big knuckle of the fourth finger.
Her father had it too. "Frank…" she started.
"Come on," he urged.
Vera sucked in her breath, feeling dizzy. It was a time for change. She followed him up the slope.
They heard the others before coming to the small clearing they'd found. Vera suddenly regretted her impulsiveness.
"Ohhh, baby – sink it deep!" Wilma moaned.
"Fuck this wanting pussy and pump it full!"
"Got to save a little of the creamy white for Sandy, baby," Bill panted, his hips slapping up against her full ass as he fucked her cunt from behind.
He held her hips in his hands and pulled her back on his long, straining cock, looking from her naked ass and the jiggling tits under her chest to Sandy's pert, tight little body. He watched her rub her blond pussy with her hand as she stood over them and watched them fuck.
"Yeah, I can tell little Sandy's going to want some too," he groaned.
"Ohhhhhhhh, piss on Sandy!" Wilma gasped, switching her ass from side to side, making his prick waggle deep in her pussy.
"Might do that, too," he grinned. "Being as she pissed all over me the other day."
"I told you I couldn't help it, you fucker," Sandy said, approaching him in a weird waddle, her knees turned outward and bent, her hand shaking up and down over her hot pussy.
She put her right foot on Wilma's back and bunched her hips toward Bill's face, sticking her cunt right into it. She spread the puffy pussy lips wide with her fingers and showed him the red, slick meat of her cunt mouth and the tingling, straining nub of her clit.
"Ohhh, suck my pussy while you're fucking her!" she moaned.
"Hey, don't point that damn thing at me! It might go off again!"
"Ohhh, bring it here, Sandy – bring your hot pussy to me!" Wilma cried, shivering all over.
"Yeah, yeah," Bill grunted, his prick jerking and stretching another inch up Wilma's sucking cunt. "I want to watch! Be careful, Willie, she'll piss in your mouth when she comes. Very undisciplined girl, that one is."
"Oh, Jesus – right now I don't care!" Wilma cried, rocking her whole torso back and forth, slamming her ass back into his plunging hips and deep-stroking cock.
Sandy let out a small sound and put her foot back on the ground. She went around to Wilma's head, stroking her twat furiously, running her finger in and out of her sweltering hole.
Without removing her finger or missing a stroke, she got onto her naked butt on the ground and spread her thighs on either side of Wilma's hanging head. She scooted under Wilma's body and lifted her cunt up and, open. Her eyes were hot, on Wilma's.
"Go ahead, Wilma – do it!"
"I've never done it before!" Wilma gasped.
"You said you'd want to fuck me if you were a boy, remember? Well, you don't have a prick, but you've got a long tongue and a pair of soft lips, and that can be just as good – sometimes better. Do it, Wilma – suck my pussy! Fuck it with your tongue, just the way Bill's fucking your cunt right now! I'll lick all his cum out of your hot hole when he's finished with you if you do! I'll show you what it can be like with two girls. And you don't have to feel funny about it, either. You know I'm not a lez! Bill knows it – Vera knows it! Ohhh, I'm so hot watching you get fucked, Wilma – eat my pussy!"
She groaned and shivered, her hips shaking, her pussy mouth quaking and sucking until juice ran from around her imbedded finger and dripped onto the mossy ground.
She reached up and pulled Wilma's head down, watching closely, seeing that the girl's mouth was open, her lips slack and full, her tongue just inside the soft, round orifice.
Then the whole affair was on her cunt, warm and wet and quivering, and she tossed her head back and cried out with passion, shoving her twat up high, pushing it against Wilma's mouth.
"Eeeee, yes! Suck my cunt! Oh, yes, that's it! Your tongue – thrust your tongue clear up it, Wilma! Ahhhhh!"
Bill's cock went wild. He pressed up against Wilma's butt and craned his neck around her body, looking between her jutting tit and her stiff arm. He saw her jaw moving up and down. He heard the sucking sticky sounds. He watched the way Sandy's inner thigh shivered as she strained to open her legs even wider.
"She doing it, Sandy? Is she eating your cunt out?" he gasped wildly, the blood pounding in his head.
"Aaaaieeeee!" Sandy cried, her butt cheeks bumping up and down.
"Ohhh, shit, Willie! I didn't know you ate cunt! God, I'm gonna come! Wait, wait – I don't want to come yet! Quit shaking your ass around like that! God damn it, I'm gonna fuck your ass if you don't quit!"
She didn't quit. She couldn't. Blood filled her head, making her dizzy as ever. She shuddered all over, taking prick up her pussy and thrusting her tongue into pussy. It was the wildest thing she'd done yet. She squealed in the back of her throat and heaved up and down, the tip's of her tits feeling ready to explode as she began coming.
"Mrrrrrrrrf!" she bellowed, blowing air into Sandy's cunt, making bubbles in the flood of juice that was pouring from it, totally unwilling to break the suctioning seal between mouth and pussy hole.
"Ohhhh, Jesus, Wilma – what are you doing in my cunt? God, it's getting all big inside! Oh! Shit! You're plowing up my pussy like a Goddamn balloon? Yaaaaah!" she screamed, shuddering violently.
The girls heaved and shook and came hard, Sandy's pussy muscles sucking and pulling on Wilma's thrusting, swirling tongue, her cunt lips clamping around her mouth lips, her hand pulling at the back of Wilma's head and mashing her face into her split twat.
Wilma's cunt pulled and drew on Bill's prick, milking the cum right out of it. He bellowed and pressed forward, his balls drawing up tightly against the root of his prick and shivering. Jism hosed from the end of his cock and flooded the wet, hot pussy, such a torrent that it spurted out backwards and dribbled down his balls onto the ground beneath them.
"Ahhhhhhgh, damn it! I was gonna fuck your ass!" he groaned.
"Mine, Bill!" Sandy cried, tossing her head, mussing her blond hair with bits of fallen leaves. "You can fuck my ass!"
"Ahhh, God, Sandy – you'll probably shit on me when you come this time," he groaned, slumping forward over Wilma's back, wrapping his hands around her full, dangling tits.
"So what?" Sandy laughed hotly. "You'd love it! Here-here it is, you big fucker!" She scooted from under Wilma's mouth and rolled over, the points of her tits burrowing into the moss and leaves and dank, humid earth. She lifted her butt high up behind her and spread the cheeks wide displaying her tight little red-brown bung hole. Her cunt lips puffed down under her crotch, still dripping and running with hot, slick juice. She reached under her body and dabbled her fingers in it, making sticky sounds.
"Oh, Jesus," Bast groaned, staring at the winking hole; the sodden pussy, the flaring ass cheeks. His cock sagged. It was coated with slippery juice from Wilma's pussy, and cum still dripped from the tip.