Locking the door behind her, Mrs. Jenson practically ripped her slacks and panties off.Diving onto the bed, one hand snaked under her body between her...legs while she was still bouncing on the mattress. Cupping her pussy, Mrs. Jenson humped her hand with a frantic pace. Her moans would not be heard over the blaring music, but she reached up and pulled a pillow to her anyway, stuffing one corner into her mouth. A finger slipped into her pussy, but she craved more as her pelvis continued to grind. Beerbottles and other glass items had been thrown into the river here byuncaring campers, and many had broken and would cut the feet of thepeople who tried to enter the river here. She found a bushel fruitbasket half buried in the silt, and rinsed it out. It was one of the oldround wooden baskets made of thin slats of wood. It would float emptynow, being made of wood, but wouldn't keep out water as it was filled.She pressed down on the sides to see how much water it would hold beforebeing. This was his lifelong fantasy come true. At least, since his teen years when Andy started noticing girls. As a boy, they were annoying. At puberty, they were anything but annoying. Now as a young man, he was standing in front of the most beauteous girls he'd ever seen. And now she was stripping him down. He couldn't believe they were going to be fucking the weekend away."You'll probably cum in seconds," she observed his erection as she knelt and pulled his pants and briefs to the floor. She. “Holly told me she wanted to fuck you in the ass. And, since she hadn’t seen Jerry as Jessica, she wanted to fuck you while you sucked Jerry off as Jessica. Well, that and a few other things. She’s really trying to make up for lost time. I told her that we all would love whatever she had in mind. See you tonight.”I just sat there with a smile on my face as I hung up the phone from our conversation. Holly really wanted to experience her fantasies. Well, I still had three hours before I would.