I made my way back to our cabin, my pussy very wet from what I had seen. I went back there everyday, several times a day to see if I could see those...men again. The third day they were there, this time they saw me watching them. They did not worry about me and kept on wacking their meat till they blew their loads. Two more times I watched from a distance as these men jacked off, my pussy dripping, I was not sure what was making me so turned on. Then I was watching again and decided I would. Is another good reason.”The door behind me opened, Jenn came first ... and then a drop-dead redhead came out behind her, with her hair not only a new coloration, but Jenn did some styling and this young lady looked like a four-foot-seven-inch tall version of Angie Everhart ready for a runway somewhere.“Oh my goodness Miss Chapman. I didn’t think you could be any prettier, but it’s happened.”Katherine slapped me. I turned to her... “It’s for what you are thinking,” she added.I took her hand and. I thought of committing suicide, but still, my girlfriend crossed my mind and I changed my mind and came back to my town.My parents knew that I got debt trapped. They scolded me for my carelessness.Then I went to talk to my girlfriend and my family. I was in for an utter shock. Her father and mother ignored me and my girlfriend after hearing my story started crying. Her reply came as a shock to me. She did not want a debt-ridden person and she slammed the door on me!I was crying the whole night. She always chose to shave and trim her pubic hair because of their frequent trips to the Bahamas and the swimsuits she wore. Her long slim legs stretched out and then folded up at the knees as she touched herself. The movement of her tight belly as she slid her fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Her breasts moved up and down rapidly with sharp intakes of breath. Her long neck looked longer as she tilted her head back as her body quivered on the bed. Her beautiful freckled face, framed by her.