...or rather her....prominent breasts. Idly, she noticed a can of"Girl Power" laying on the night table next to her. She backed around andgrabbed it. ...he removed the lid and shook the can behind her back. Zackfor her part just stood there, oblivious to what Cam was doing."I'm sorry Cam," she said with sorrow in her voice, tears nearly fallingin her eyes, "I don't know what came over me. Please forgive me." Cam fora moment felt a deep feeling of sympathy for Zack. After all, she hadn'tmeant to. Behind them a small knot of villagers watched, a couple of them calling out encouraging words. Even Frittis, Urvache's pretty barmaid, waved and blew kisses. He smiled ruefully at the memory of how she had smiled and flirted their second night at the inn."Be off!" Furdick had repulsed her, though not unkindly. Quickly recognizing that he was impervious to women's wiles, she had turned her attention to the others. Bartan had been selected as her final target."Here, let me fill your mug," she had. This was her show, and it was going to be her finale. As if to signal the start of her grand finish, she cupped my tender balls with her hand. A momentary massage led to a tight grip on my shaft. She jerked me quickly for several seconds, but then slowed to a steady and even rhythm. All of the teasing had already gotten me halfway to the edge of that proverbial cliff, and her stimulation now pushed me ever faster towards the point of no return. She had become quite good at reading my body in. ”“Yes, I’m ... aware. We are careful. And we don’t do it a lot...”“Well, good luck to you. I hope you’re right, Zack ... I hope she’s the one. She is very sweet, a very nice girl.”Oh, thought Zack, you don’t know the half of it. But you will, you will.“Dad,” he said. His dad raised an eyebrow.“Sixteen is not young, any more. Most of my friends got their cherries popped when they were thirteen or fourteen. I’m in the minority.”“Well, thanks for waiting this long.”“When did you?”“When did I what,.