It was Thursday so we only had three more days before Sunday. Then we had to pack up and be ready for our guide to come and take us back to civilizati...n.Being around Dad for the last few days had been depressing but after last night it was almost unbearable.After breakfast Dad announced that he was moving his tent to the lake and that he would bring us fish for dinner every evening and check in with us. Other than that he asked us to give him his space and leave him alone. We reluctantly. She briefly saw it look at her.When it disappeared she felt a snaking force slither in between and enter her slit. She felt a tongue slither further then any tongue. It felt like a tentacle how far it reached. Her eyes raised looking at the in and out specter in its black holes of eyes. “White. Bitch.” It snarled pumping faster.Feeling his large rough fingers gripping her shoulders, pulling her back and forth. Its phallus spreading her breasts apart.The tongue in her withering back and forth in. The other nudists were simply hanging out, enjoying some drinks, having conversations, and getting to know each other. They were absolutely unabashed with their naked body parts. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world for them. And in many ways, I kind of admired that freedom.They waved at us when we passed by. And we waved back. They seemed like really friendly people. What made things a bit awkward (more than it already was) was that they were mostly older than us. Mainly in their. ’ ‘Shut up Clancy. I say I can raise,’ Knox said with his hand on his pistol butt. Turning to Dillon he ordered, ‘Dig for the money or fold your hand drifter.’ Dillon felt a cold, calculating calm come over him. It wasn’t the money that concerned him, it was the insults and direct challenge from a boisterous drunk like Knox. Maybe I should just walk away Dillon thought, but then again I’ve never walked away from trouble. Why start now? He pulled a draw string bag out of the inside pocket of his.