I had contorted myself to be sat behind her, my legs around her. Her body was rigid up against me, my free arm holding her. I paused to see if she was...OK. Seeing no signal to stop, I let my hand wander further. As I did so, rubbing gently against flesh, she melted and became limp against me.I teased my way around her clit with as light a touch as is possible inside cramped trousers and underwear. I prised her pussy lips open ever so slightly with my index and ring finger, slipping my middle. With the first spurt, a strong stream of white cum shot into the back of her throat. Teresa gagged a little bit, but by this point Phillip had grabbed the back of her head by her hair with one hand and like she was his dog he had grabbed the bottom of her jaw by sticking his thumb in her mouth under her tongue, forcing her mouth open to take his entire load in her mouth. Teresa tried to swallow it all but it was just too much for her little mouth and throat to handle. Phillip leaned back. I walked out back on the pebbles and saw a nice clean looking simple BBQ, for everyone’s use, and a bit further along the shore I noticed a sauna building and some other wooden shack, probably the toilet building, which in those areas are no more that the old-fashioned cubicle with a toilet seat on a wooden plank above a hole in the ground, or a garbage can type tank under it, usually a bit smelly, that is emptied once or twice a month.Back in the tent, I had cooked myself up some breakfast,. Rather than walk directly up to the driver's door I continued past the car to see if I good glimpse the occupant. To my surprise, the driver looked like a woman in the dark and there was no one else with her. I decided to return to my car and leave, not wanting to bother what was potentially a lone woman, and a degree of panic set in. However, as I reached my car I heard a call that sounded like it came from the car ahead. I hesitated to open my car door, to be sure that I had heard correctly.