I couldn't give him explicit permission. Instead I parted my legs slightly and immediately felt the tip of his cock at my entrance. He forced his hips...forward, his manhood pouncing on my sex like a predator going after its prey. He moaned deeply as he inserted himself deep within me. The feeling was wonderful as he filled my insides completely."Oh God!" I moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me harder."I was in ecstasy as Alex went at me with reckless abandon. I grabbed onto the bed sheets hanging on for. .. would not happen. She wasn’t sure how this was going to work out, but she knew the psychology of teenagers, so she was going to take her best shot.She went straight to the motor home, relieved that the light was still on, and that the generator was still humming softly. She was afraid that the door would be locked, and snorted derisively when she found it open instead. How stupid were these kids anyway?She stomped up the steps and slammed the door behind her loudly on purpose, also stomping. He looked as if he was thinking about it. "Please. I can make it worth it," I added, maybe a little too quickly.He laughed hard. "Worth it, huh? How are you gonna make it worth it for me?!" he laughed again.Perhaps he wasn't as bright as he thought he was. I looked at him playfully, "Well, isn't there anything I could do for you?" I asked."Like what?" He said. I didn't know if he was actually that stupid."I don't know," I said, "What would you like a young girl to do for you?" I smiled at him.. I particularly liked to watch when Tabatha would untie the back of her bikini top and ask a boy to rub suntan oil on her back. I longed to do that myself. If Tabatha liked a boy, she would ask him to rub oil on the backs of her legs too. Sometimes a boy’s hands would rub more slowly, so that it became like a massage. I always got more excited at that point and I guess the boy did too. Later that night, in bed by myself, I would re-imagine the scene by the pool. Instead of Lisa sunbaking.