“No I wasn’t. You were going to the bathroom.”“Well, you’re wrong. So, take me camping. Please?”“I’ll think about it.”“Kay. What�...s for lunch?”“Herring and fried onion sandwiches.”Rachael laughed. She seemed very happy.We ate lunch - ham and Swiss on toasted crusty sliced bread with spicy arugula and aioli mayo. Rachael begged me to take her camping until I promised to consider it.Heat finally became too much. “Let’s swim,” I suggested, draining my second beer.“Kay!”I anticipated a wonderful. I lowered my hips down to his face and placed my pussy on his mouth. He started muffing me. Licking my cum covered clit and pussy while I moved slowly back and forth on his face.I then untied his hands and he instantly placed them onto my ass as he held me over his face as he muffed me. He eventually let go and I moved off him and he stood up and kneeled on the bed. He moved and positioned me to kneel on all 4s in front of him and he entered his hard cock into my pussy. He pounded back and. The buggers could develop everything and watch it as many times as they liked or show all their friends what we had been up to. All we would have were the memories. I guess it was lucky the internet wasn’t around then, therefore any photos or films like they no doubt taken was usually just passed between friends.Steve was the first of us to make any significant movement, grabbing one of Pams hands and hauling her to her feet. I was still layed back as he positioned Pam over my stomach, facing. It would be light in another twenty or thirty minutes.And so, with the wisdom of the hunted, she turned away from the protection of the lights still far-off and began running toward the right and the uncertain darkness.The girl hadn't taken two steps before she heard the angry shouting behind her and the faint sound of running footsteps in the gravel. At a distance, she saw the warehouse where she had been held captive, fully lighted now and the lights of what was obviously the pickup truck.