This fun trip had turned into a nightmare, she thought.It was midnight and after a short cry Candy was very tired and soon fell asleep. An hour later ... voice spoke, "Miss Candy, are you okay." Suddenly awakened, Candy answered, "who is it?" "It is your counselor, Afolabi. I come to make sure you are secure and safe. May I enter?" Candy was perplexed, not knowing what to do so she got up and went to the tent front. "I'm okay but scared Mr. Afolabi. Please, leave me alone so I can get some rest.". I lay there trying to gather my thoughts and make sense of what was happening. The door opened and in walked Kizzy, a very loose T-shirt hanging off her, the neck nearly falling off her shoulders. Till dazed I looked up at her. Have you washed your privates? she asked as she put on the mitt, soaped it and slowly but deliberately stroked my still hard cock, which was laying erect on my belly. Youve got a nice dick Kizzy said Its bigger than daddies she told me. My mind was racing, my cock was. "You drive careful now," I called to him. "It's late and you're probably sleepy." See you in the morning," he promised. Then he was gone.I shut and locked the door and turned around to go to bed. That's when I noticed Charlie, my 17-year-old grandson. He was asleep on the couch, the blanket half off and apparently having an erotic dream. His pajamas were tented up with an erection.My curiosity got the better of me and I quietly went over to him. He was breathing heavy so I decided to chance. The cloud of lust in her mind was back and proliferating. It didn’t take long for her breathing to grow heavy, her moans getting louder, filling the room. Of all the girls I had been with, including Amara, Emily squirted the most. She didn’t just squirt a little or a single short stream when she came. As she was cumming, her pussy seemed to constantly pump out juices that ran down my cock in streams.Already, the bed beneath us was soaked from her first massive group of orgasms. That large wet.