Her attention belonged solely to Bret. Frank was aware of that fact whether the others were or not. And her father's attention was on her.But not now ...s she was seated there, but on the image of her naked body so willingly receiving Bret's young cock.It was an image that refused to leave Frank's mind. After returning to camp, he had tried to lose it by reading, then by eating, but the vision persisted, haunted him, taunted him. Nothing he could do would shake the tantalizing picture in his. Or that it could ruin our relationship. If anything happenedI could never forgive myself for encouraging you to do this." Mom, I've said it before - this is who I am. I mean, I'm Alexander, orAlexandra ... the same person. I know I've always been part boy andpart girl. This trip has only made me realize how much I love thataspect of who I am. I know all kinds of people who seem to hate whothey are, so that makes me very lucky, doesn't it?" Mom silentlynodded, so I continued. "Anyway, I still. Then, in the afternoon, yet another would come round and fuck her in the kitchen before the kids came home. It seemed like almost every time she went out she ended up in a sexual encounter of some sort. I guess in those two years she must have fucked nearly thirty guys. She described a lot of the sex in lurid detail. She described how she would bring a guy home, feel his cock get hard and lick his balls, suck his cock and then finally have him slide into her from behind before he shot his cum. ..", then her entire body shook, her eyes screwed shut, and she groaned as a massive orgasm ripped through her.Monica eased up a bit, but kept licking Jennifer's pussy while making loud, sensual moans and wagging her ass gently before me. God! She was always asking if I wanted to fuck her and here she is!Monica gradually pulled herself away from me and propped herself back up onto her knees. She kneeled on the bed with her back straight up, perfect posture, breasts pushing out towards my.