She wanted to do everything with these three-especially with the girl, and she wanted to be watched. Above all, she wanted to taste, feel and smell he...... and to make her cum. To begin, Helen approached her and knelt down at her feet. She opened her up and used her tongue and fingers on her. Helen thought to herself, I don't know what it is, but I never get tired of sex with girls; no matter how many cunts and arses I go down on, I can't get enough. Every one is new. The girl soon began to moan. Not that I could see much else with her nicely rounded arse facing me though. My body began its usual instant response and I moved to ease the discomfort. I waited until she finished cleaning the mess. In the way of the English, I offered her my arm and helped her to stand. She was about 5’8′, not much shorter than me. She was pretty too. Black hair with tight curls, clear dark brown eyes set against her dark skin. She wasn’t full black African though, her nose was distinctly European in. .don't tell anyone.” he whispered. I nodded...I began to get out of the truck when, I was pulled backward by some sort of strange force....it was him. He grabbed my waste and pulled me back. I felt this body against mine...it felt like we were one.I felt something hard poking underneath my scrotum (nut sack for the uneducated.) Low and behold it was my best friend...I never bottomed before....ever. I don't even think I did in our cyber sex sessions....Wolf grabbed me and bent me over into the. They were finding it hard to get used to a jovial leader. In past years some had nicknamed her Stalin. There was no doubt the camp was still well-run, enjoyable and valuable. Now it was happy. Happy was not a description that would have arisen before. Morning talks even covered subjects like being nice to each other, looking out for each other; where previously they would have been an opportunity to remind campers not to drop litter. The camper who dropped litter would still find herself in.