I tossed and turned for a while and was pretty much settled when I heard her voice. Kim said softly " I want to sleep in your bunk ". I told her you c...n't I'm naked ! She said playfully it's ok, so am I and she pulled off her T-shirt dropping it on the floor. I can only barely see her in the moonlight as she pulls back my blanket and climbs in over me. She cuddles up to me resting her head on my shoulder and a hand on my chest and says goodnight. I go from kinda horny to raging horny, I can. Do that here.”“You’re right, of course.”“Of course I am! I have been since the very first time I met you!”“Shall we go see what kind of trouble your daughter is getting into with all of mine?”Sofia laughed, “They are a bunch of goofballs!”We left my study and went out to the backyard, where I joined Tom, Kurt, and Dave at the grill.“Everything OK?” Tom asked.“Sofia just needed a word with me, that’s all.”“What’s up with the Kara clone?” Kurt asked.“Rebekah? She’s Kara’s cousin.”“Wait!. Her T-shirt would fly in the air on back flips. She would bend over so her tight ass would stick up in the air. She did back flips and legs spread and her groin stuck out. I watch with fascination visualizing every part of her teen body. I took out my cell phone and pretended to text but grabbed candid photos.Morgan finished exercising and joined up at the table, T-shirt damp with sweat. She used a towel to wipe off. I was concerned I was flush and would give away my excitement. I wanted. I arrived early and met Leslie. At thirty-eight years old, Leslie was the typical health club manager. Standing only five feet three, she was in excellent shape. Fit, thin, and she wore tight gym shorts and a halter-top that revealed her generous but firm cleavage. Leslie gave me a tour of the club. When we got to the locker room, I thought she was going to have me go in and look around by myself. But she opened the door and led the way!“Hi guys,” she said as four guys aged twenty years.