... They thought you were a girl. You got a makeover. Got your nailsdone. Spent all day trying on clothes. Your mother said you tried on justabout eve...ything in the store. She also said there were guys checking youout all day. They all thought you were a girl...... Didn't they?" he asked.I giggled "I guess"Dad started to play with my tits "I'm telling you they did. I've beenchecking you out for months and I can't tell the difference. It's justeasier for me to think of you as the girl that moved. "Do you think he would fuck you in front of everyone?" Jeff asked. I couldn't understand it. Jeff was acting like this was a fantasy I was telling, Camille was ignoring me as she applied makeup, and behind this piece of wood, a stranger was slipping his cock into my surprisingly wet pussy! How could he be doing this in front of everyone? Surely someone, one of the teachers or a parent, would see him and say something!"She's already starting to look a little red," Camille told Jeff. "And she's. She kept working my scrotum until it lost much of its sensitivity, at which time she began a slow mouth fuck. As her lips moved up and down on my shaft, her tongue again worked the area right under my head. I had been so turned on for so long, it only took me about a minute to come and it was one of the biggest loads I ever shot. As soon as I finished coming, she looked up at me and opened her mouth, revealing that it was almost completely full. I took the pipe out of my mouth and motioned her. “You knew what I needed, thank you.”We sit and hold each other, with me rubbing her back and her drawing herself into me tighter.“We should head back to camp,” I say as we both stand up. I reach over and pick up her clothes off the ground. I shake the sand off of them and fold them neatly then tuck them under my arm.“Are you making me walk all of the ways back to camp naked?” “Yes you are,” I say as I begin to lead the way. I hold my hand out and feel her ease into mine as we begin to.