Are you a lot of fun?" Needless to say he was speechless and not exactly sure where to go from here. He was thinking do we go to the room together? D... I go ahead and have her come up a couple of minutes later? Or do I give her my room key and give her time to get "fixed up" before I come up? He was a little tipsy and had a good feeling about me so he gave me the room key. He gave me his phone number and told me to text me when I was ready. I headed up to the room to get ready for him to come. Tugging me, sucking me, deep throating me. This was clearly a “hurry up and cum, please” cock sucking.It worked. I blew my wad like there was no tomorrow. I closed my eyes and we started to wander toward the gravel. I got my senses back about me and got the boat straight on the road. My cumming got to Patrick. He was fucking her at warp speed and sweating bullets. She was panting, moaning, cumming again, and begging him to please cum in her. He finally went over the edge and grunted out that he. I put off answering the question as to why I wanted to see her again until later. She was already preparing the coffee when I finally made it into her home. ‘Cafe DuMond,’ she said as she quickly went down the hallway into a bedroom. ‘Make yourself at home.’ I found a bathroom just off the living room and took a much-needed piss. The coffee was ready by the time Carly joined me in the kitchen. She had changed to a t-shirt and shorts. I had though she was braless when she took off her jacket. I hated to depend on someone else. I guess I got that from my father.Most of the kids were there for just one or two weeks. There were a few of us that were stuck there for the full season. There were six of us boys and two girls. We were put in a double bunkhouse with the camp nurse as our counselor. The cabin had a main room with two bedrooms off to the sides and each bedroom had its own bathroom. The camp nurse slept with the two girls.In the first week us ‘lifers’ as we were know, stuck.