You decide to play it safe. You're heavily outnumbered by the girls, after all, so an ambush probably wouldn't end well for you. For now you'll just lie in wait and listen to what they say.
"Where did he get to?" Says one of them, a busty blonde who seems like the leader of the bunch, "We haven't seen him once since this whole thing got underway."
"I know," continues a pretty, slim brunette, "He could be running around naked already and there's no way for us to even know. And I was really looking forward to having him as our very own sex slave for the weekend. In fact, it's kind of getting me wet just thinking about it..."
All the other girls have a good laugh over this, but you're not entirely sure she was joking.
"Well, don't worry," reassures the blonde, " won't get away from us. We just need a plan. I think we should split up, that ought to increase our chances of bagging us a sex slave!"
The other girls seem to agree.
"Ok, I'll go north, Sienna, you head east, Polly, go west, and Melissa, seeing as how you're already distracted anyway, why don't you just keep a look out here and think about all the things you'll do to when we find him."
The girls disperse, leaving the brunette named Melissa by herself at the bottom of the rise. For a while she paces back and forth anxiously before eventually sitting down by a tree. Then, right before your eyes, she purposefully slides a hand down her panties and begins to rub herself. Wow, she really is distracted.
Then a thought occurs to you, this is the perfect time for that ambush. You aren't outnumbered anymore and there's no way she'll see you coming while she's wrist deep in her own pussy. On the other hand, she does seem to be enjoying herself and you'd hate to interrupt... maybe you should just watch instead.
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