” I say.She smirks. “Who can deny your pretty little face anything?”I laugh and then look across the lake, seeing another group setting up. I re...ognized them right away, their group at least. I had no idea who the people were. “Hey Kristy, looks like we got some boy scouts.”“What?” She perked up right away. There was a weird thing between boy scouts and girl guides, we hate each other. Or hated, when we were younger. I remember being ten, seeing a boy scout made me scream about cooties and. It turned out that he had been thinking about me too. "I can't get you out of my mind," he said. "I need to meet you. Let's go on a date sometime." He knew that I wanted so badly to have a sweet man take me out on a real date, and treat me like a lady. Of course he also knew that I wanted to be seduced at the end of the night. We texted back and forth a few times to try to nail down a day and time. There was some playful flirting too, but I didn't want to overdo it. We had been talking to each. I slowly inserted one, then two, then three fingers in her. God, she was sopping wet! I went back to two, and reach up to the front of her dank interior. I found the little nubbin that I'd read about, and began to work it. She moaned and thrust her hips, and I kept up the internal massage. Suddenly, she lurched, arched her back and shuddered for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, she collapsed in a sweaty, satisfied heap. And me, never satisfied, started in again; rubbing up and down that. And then I was being lowered-helpless to avoid the elephantine cock that was waiting below. A man, huge, freakish, laying on his back, smiling. Waiting for me to be lowered onto him, impaled by him. I groaned, screamed, grunted as I thrashed in vain. The stiff, unyielding tip pressing against my ass, then ripping into me. Deeper, deeper-he was 12 inches at least, and he was soon buried to the hilt in my bowels. Oh, the agony, I squirmed, trying to dislodge him. I was stuck, literally hung up,.