It was already starting to get dark. It was a bitdisappointing that there was nobody there, but also a bit comforting. Iwould be quite a sight running...around naked in the woods.'Wait what was that there?' I saw something flapping in the slightbreeze through the trees. I came closer and saw that it was a blanketof some kind. Some camper must have left it here or forgot to take itafter drying it. 'Good, I can use that.' After a few tries I managed tofree it from the tree, wrapping it around my. She nestled back against him and he took the soap and started to wash her tits. Her nipples were still hard and his hands glided over them, sending tingles through her that ran all the way to her pussy. “Mmmmh. That’s nice,” she murmured, her eyes closed and her head lolling back against him. He continued to massage her full, heavy breasts, gently cupping and squeezing while rolling her pert nipples between his thumbs and fingers, the soap making her deliciously slippery. As he did so the image. Anyway, I was good friends with her son Billy. I had spent plenty of nights over their house for either scouts related stuff, or just to hang out. Being the night owl I am, there were times that I couldn't sleep, and would get myself a drink late at night as I watched TV or played video games, long past the time Billy had conked out. On occasion, I'd catch one of his family members getting a drink as well, and it became widely known by them that I was an insomniac. A handful of times, I ran. “Watching you shake that fine ass of yours all night made me so god damn hard” He growled into my ear.“B-but…” I stammered. My brain seemed to be crawling trying to process what he was saying. “But you’re… aren’t you… but Gavin and you…”“Say it Delaine. I know what you think of me. Just spit it out.” Eric said. With his hand still wrapped around my neck, it took some effort to swallow the lump that had been growing in my throat since he first put his hand on my leg.“Gay!” I finally managed..