Maybe that was stretching the rules a little, but when Bree’s hand found its way inside my shirt and jacket, I had no difficulty letting my own get ...eacquainted with her breasts.“I have to use the can,” she whispered about four. She left the tent.“Hey, Tony,” Zack said as he came through the entrance of the encampment toward me. “Did Paulie stop out here on his circuit?”“No, Zack,” I answered. I haven’t seen him.“I thought maybe he was using your toilet. He went on a circuit about fifteen. Can we go to sleep and talk in the morning?"I pulled Meg to me and cuddled her.The next morning I was woken by the sound of the curtains opening. "Come on, lazybones. Time to get up."Meg was wearing a thin blue top tucked into her jeans. She kissed me and apologized, "I am sorry I was short with you last night. It was an incredibly energetic night, and I was exhausted. To make up for it, I am going to let you take me out for breakfast. Well, brunch now."I showered, and when I was ready, Meg. He wasted no time getting down to business. The girls would promptly confess all their msdeeds together so that appropriate punishment could be exactly. Their suffering would only be worse if they resisted. When both began babbling out opposite accounts of how they came to be where they were found, he went straight for the whips, commencing with a solid lashing of the tits and pussies using a heavy flogger. They writhed and squirmed under the strokes, pleading for mercy, but he didn`t stop. I took a slim ankle in each hand and forced them back over her head. She squealed as my balls thudded against her arse, and I felt her cunt muscles contract and her hands grip tighter around my neck, nails digging in. After a dozen or more brutal thrusts I came, my spunk spurting hotly into her, dripping out over her thighs. She shrieked as she climaxed. I withdrew my prick, wiped it on her discarded knickers then zipped myself up and left. Neither of us had uttered a word during those few,.