"Then that's going to take more," Bob said firmly. "Anne you're next, and Louise-"
He left it at that; opened his arms in invitation to Anne, and she came to him quickly. She positioned herself on the grass next to Lorraine, and spread her legs apart. Then she held out her arms to Bob as he got into position, put her hands on his head, and quickly guided his face to her cunt.
Lorraine opened her eyes and stared around her like someone just coming down after taking an over-dose of i***t pills. Ordinarily, she was a cool, cool chick. She maintained her composure at all times, and never (well, hardly ever) let anything upset her to the point whereas she couldn't function or think her way out of whatever the situation was.
Even when she f****d, she let herself go, but she was still cool. Sh
