I tried not to but wound up staring at you, probably with a big dumb grin on my face. Breakfast was almost a replay of the previous evening, fingers t...uching, eyes undressing each other and great conversation. We did not ''talk'' about the night before but both of us remarked upon how well we'd slept. Hand in hand, we strolled into the deserted lobby. Quizzically we asked the young desk clerk where everyone was. He grinned and said that the entire lodge had booked a bus trip to enjoy. My cock rose to 90 degrees within a second and was saluting her. She noticed this and gave a wicked smile. I got up and went to the washroom and masturbated right away. My cock gave away the highest quantity of cum in one go.As I came back, I once again threw my pen. This time I got down to pick it up and sat down there for about 10 seconds lusting on her fuckable thighs. She saw me ogling her and asked me to get up and sit. I got scared but the thought of fucking her was too great.She asked me. " Take your time. That's something we can only do once. And you'll be wearing it for a long time." Too true. Don't worry. I won't let him rush me into it."The lobby of the hotel was a mob-scene. The line at the front desk was long and it took longer than Pruett expected to get checked in. Once they got to their rooms, Miranda found that hers was two doors down and across the hall from Pruett's."Daddy will be glad to hear that not only are we not sharing a room, we're not even in adjoining. ”“Is it safe?” she asked, chewing hungrily.“Don’t know, but if we stay put, we’re dead. They’re killing young men or forcing them into labor battalions.” Mike shook his head and then put his finger to his lips. He quickly kicked dirt over his fire, grabbed his gun and stood. “Thought I heard something.”“Let’s go back to camp,” Jerry said, picking up a sack that bulged with bulky cans.Mike swung a backpack to his shoulder and they hurried away. Melissa followed, wishing she had kept some shoes..