Just when Karen thought I was as deep as I could go into her tight ass, I pressed down and opened her rosebud up another inch, then two. She gasped. I...groaned. Karen grunted, and tears rolled from her cheek. Karen was in disbelief that she liked his cock in her ass, and she was grinding on it. Karen realized that getting ass fucked and having rough sex was something she wanted again. I filled her ass with my last load of sperm and left her with an ass cream pie to take home. Karen told me her. " Sue Moseley. Thank you! Do you know Evesham Crescent?" Very well: I used to have relatives there—number 8." We've only lived there a few years, at number 34."As we walked to the car, I wondered who the 'we' are that she referred to: a husband and children, perhaps? I opened the front pass­enger door for her and she looked at me and smiled as she slid onto the seat."When was the last time you used your card?" I asked as we pulled out of the car park and I pushed my ticket into the slot to. I wake up from my bunk bed still smelling like sex. I really do not care because I already lost my virginity and camp has not even really begun yet. I mean, we are only on the second day with 28 days to go. After I hop in the shower, put on some clothes and check my blood sugar, I walk out of my cabin to get breakfast and start my day. Camp Horn works like a college, we have five classes we take weekly, out of sixty we choose from on a special Camp Horn Apple App every Sunday. Camp Horn has two. While I thought about it, Anne went to take a shower and get dressed. A short while later I went into the bathroom, thinking that Anne was in her, or actually my room, getting dressed. I was startled, when stepping inside, I caught Anne flexing my muscles in front of the mirror. She turned to me quickly, surprise and great embarrassment evident on her face. I felt my own cheeks turn red as well, and excused myself from the bathroom. After walking in on her, examining my body that way, I was.