The next thing I knew a stream of ice-cold water broke over me soaking me andmy book. Christine was standing there with a hose. I jumped up to grab th... hoseoff her and the whole thing developed into a bit of a struggle. I wanted to getthe hose off her she wouldn?t let go. It was all friendly and laughing buteither of us wanted to lose. ?Eventually I got her face down on theground with me sitting astride her. I spotted one of the flip-flops we?d beenwearing and a sudden impulse got into me. ?If. I started squirming my legs trying to kick this guy in the face. I managed to get one good kick in.He clutched his face and I could see that he was bleeding. I smiled behind my tape. He reached for a bottle. Oh crap. Chloroform."Lights out." and he clamped the rag over my nose. And I lost consciousness.I awoke a few hours later. I had no idea where I was or what was going. But I could hear voices"Oh crap. She's waking up. Get the rag." the rag of chloroform was clamped over me again, and I was. . this is such a good idea anymore," said Melinda. She rubbed the back of her hand where the sharp needles from a low-hanging spruce branch had grazed her."Oh, will you fucking stop complaining already?" Heather snapped. She wrinkled her nose as her sneaker sank into a patch of mud hidden under the blanket of spent aspen leaves."What the fuck, Heather?! This is the first time I've said anything!"Heather sighed in exasperation. Melinda was right, but it was easier to be angry with her sister. I must have shot some twelve times into it.Her orgasm hit a higher level just before she collapsed on me in a dead weight. I turned around and placed her on my bed. She was fucked. I gently placed her down on the bed dangling her legs over the edge of the bed. As I pulled out her mother dropped to her knees and deep throated me cleaning me of my cum and her daughter juices. Turning she proceeded to eat out her daughters pussy much to my voyeuristic view. Fuck it was a beautiful sight. I sat.