Reassure her with a kiss

You're massively confused, but you don't want this lesbian hippy to think you're a bigot. Remembering how you started, you move your hand from her snatch and move in for a kiss.

She squeaks slightly, and moves a leg gently between yours. You reach behind her and clasp her back and her butt, and she snuggles in close. The lesbian hippy begins gently humping your leg.

You pull away after a moment and bring a hand to her face. Panting, she takes a couple of your fingers in her mouth. "I don't mind that you're a lesbian, but why then do you, uh, crave Every Cock?"

She answers with a smile as you withdraw your fingers. "Why should a lesbian be less of a woman?" She pants. "It actually means that my love for Every Cock is pure, free from any baser needs. I can long for Any Cock for hours before The Passion finally overtakes me, and I break down and fuck a guy."

You find her irresistible, and move in to kiss her again. She accepts your kiss very eagerly for a woman that isn't into men. You pull back and she beams at you.

"Oh, that's great," she pants. "I can feel Your Cock get so very hard. I feel blessed. You're one of those guys who gets off on lesbians, aren't you? Your Naked Wanton Lezzie Daughter basks in the warm sunshine of the Love of God," she says, a bit too fervently to be sarcastic.

"Are you serious?" you ask her.

"Completely," she says. "I want to get you as hard as possible for me. I happen to feel more at ease being intimate with people who don't have a God swinging between their legs. But if me talking dirty about that makes Your Cock harder for me when I offer you my body for you to play with, then I am truly graced."

You can't take this much longer. "Will you fuck me?"

She smiles coyly. "Better men than you have tested me, friend. I'm sure that I'm soaking your trouser leg, but I can carry on like this for an hour, and I'm guessing you can't. There are other women who need it more, like her," she says, nodding over your shoulder.

You back away a little, letting the hippy stand back, smiling brightly over your shoulder. You turn around and see a thin slip of a woman with slightly bony cheeks staring at you and the hippy. She is pale, and has a half-shaven head with lank white and blue hair draped to the side. She's wearing massive black boots, and a loose and haphazardly draped spiked collar. Her cunt is completely shaved, with a prominent tattoo saying "MAYBE IF YOU ASK ME NICELY" in big block letters above it: her pussy lips are ruddy and spread open. Her chest is smallish, and also has a tattoo, saying "THESE DON'T FUCKING BELONG TO YOU" across it. Her nipples are poking out prominently.

The pale punk girl is panting rapidly. She glances at the hippy, realising that you've separated, and looks to you. "I'm fucking **** after watching you two. If Sister Grace over there doesn't want your penis inside her, could I take you in my mouth?" she says.