She pointed at me and said something to her mother. I waved to them and the little girl jumped up and down, happy that she had been acknowledged by t...e guy on the motorcycle. I hope she remembers that incident for a long time. By the time I completed the loop I found that there was only one empty campsite in the whole loop.Heading back toward the park entrance, I next turned into the Middle loop. I didn't find anything exciting going on there, but noticed that there were only 4 or 5 empty. "As the Master pleases," she said and waited for him to move.When he did so she put the other nipple in his mouth and her body shuddered as he bit quite hard on it. It was a shudder of pleasure, not pain, he decided and rubbed and rolled her clitoris between his fingers. Sure enough she came, dislodging the nipple by the violence of her movements as she did so."Arse," he said, and she obediently turned her back to his head and rammed herself down on his prick, enveloping it in her hot and humid. She notices his sphincter contract with the touch. ?The trick is to relax and let it all in,? she says in a soft sexy voice. Using her hands holding the phallus firmly she rubs the tip hard against his anus. His sphincter opens and she forces the dick head in.Christina wants to demean Tim and get him to understand what his life will become. ?You like a dick in your ass don’t you queer boy?? she says in a nasty voice.Tim is suddenly shocked by her words the complete change in her voice as he. I know what you wanted back then. I know you remember those fantasies. I know you get hard and stroke yourself while you reminisce about “that teacher,” and that turns me on too.But there’s a lot you don’t know about me. I have fantasies of my own, and sometimes I act on them in ways you wouldn’t believe. For example, there’s the hot new basketball coach. Yes, THAT basketball coach. The one that all the girls whisper about, doodling on their notebooks, pairing his last name with their first.