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even turn her head, I had nudged my way between Hendricks' ass cheeks and found her wet pussy with my tongue.
    It wasn't so bad at all to do this. I didn't mind the way Hendricks moaned as I tongued my way around her pussy. Actually, I didn't mind it at all.
    "How's our fresh meat doing?" Rugburn called back, her breathing heavy.
    "She ain't bad," Hendricks said. "Not half bad."
    "Don't stop licking me," Malone moaned, the frustration in her voice evident.
    "Don't you stop licking me," Rugburn rasped.
    Although I didn't dare to stop what I was doing to Hendricks, I couldn't help but smile at hearing myself described as "not bad." For a first-timer, I thought I was doing pretty well.
    Hendricks' big tanned ass jiggled in my face as I continued to explore her pussy, tasting her juices. When guys went down on me, though, I liked them to lick my clit. I nosed around further, trying to find Hendricks' clit among her wet folds. When she gasped and her body shook, I knew I was in the right place.
    "What's she doing?" Rugburn asked from somewhere up ahead. I couldn't see her anymore, couldn't see anything farther than Hendricks' pussy and ass in my face.
    "She's learning," Hendricks breathed.
    Malone was quiet except for her soft moans. She seemed to be doing a good job on Rugburn in front of her.
    As for me, my pussy just kept getting wetter and wetter. I almost wanted to touch myself, but didn't want Rugburn to get mad at me again.
    Then again, she didn't seem to be in the mood to get mad anymore.
    I brought my hand between my legs, finally laying one finger to my throbbing clit. Still licking Hendricks' own hard little nub, I began to rub my own. Soon I was making muffled noises along with the rest of them.
    Hendricks shifted and I could tell that she was placing some of her fingers into Malone's pussy. That was a good idea; I should have thought of it myself. With my free hand, I put one finger into her own wet hole. Her little gasp encouraged me to put in a second one.
    I worked my own clit harder, more turned on than ever. It didn't mean anything if I was aroused by these women. It just meant there were no men around. Even while fingering and licking Hendricks, I was still as straight as ever.
    Rugburn groaned loudly. "Is she going to come?" Hendricks asked Malone.
    Malone didn't stop what she was doing long enough to answer. "There's no way she's going to," Hendricks said as if to herself. She turned to look at me. "You know why they call her Rugburn?"
    "No, why?" I kept my fingers deep inside her as I spoke.
    "Because she makes girls eat her so long they get rugburn."
    With that she turned to face forward again, sticking her face between Malone's ass cheeks. It didn't make sense, though. If Rugburn took so long to come, why was she on the verge of it before any of the rest of us?
    I had to ask. "Why isn't she taking that long tonight, Hendricks?"
    Hendricks laughed softly. "It's not every day we get fresh meat," she said. "Especially hot young white meat."
    Heat rushed to my cheeks. It had seemed like Rugburn hated me - I hadn't thought she was turned on by me.
    A sudden bravery came over me. "You know, this isn't the most efficient way of doing this," I said. As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I began to regret them. But I couldn't seem to stop myself from talking. "We should really be in a circle. You know, like a daisy chain."
    Rugburn was nearly panting as she turned her head and snapped at me. "A circle? What, so I could eat you out?" Her pale skin was flushed. "Bitch. You lick Hendricks, Hendricks licks Malone, Malone licks me. That's how it goes around here."
    I rubbed my clit harder, trying not to let her scare me. "It just seemed like maybe you wanted to lick me."
    There was a long moment of silence. Normally Hendricks or Malone would have laughed if I had said something wrong like that, but at this point the tension was thick enough to be cut with a knife.
    Finally Rugburn herself laughed. "That's the first