It was early yet, but somebody else may be heading for the showers anytime. Somebody like " him" maybe? Ooh, that brought a tingle to her crotch. Wha... if he saw me like this? A nervous giggle forced it's way out of her throat. She increased her pace toward the shore, anxious to get back to the tent and let that fantasy run it's course. When she had reached the point where she was nearly squatting to stay covered, she took one last look around and made a break for the shore, trying not to. "Wanker!" she snapped back, rolling over as I was focusing on her juicy slit to lay on her side, and plunge a stiff finger deep inside while I clicked the shutter.She grinned and said, "I bet you'll wank over that pic' whenever I'm not around won't you?" You know it" I grinned back while taking a fresh grip on myself."It's a waste of good spunk when I'm not around to take it you know" she said, sliding another finger inside her cunt and moaning, "I love to feel you spurting deep inside this. "If I can get in your house without you noticing, don't you think someone else can too?" Before she could respond - she was still breathing hard, her heart beating a mile a minute from the fright he'd given her - he pushed himself away from the wall. She hardly had time to notice he was holding something in his hands before he came at her. She heard a ripping sound, felt her hands being tugged forward and pushed together, and then saw that he had roped her wrists with some sort of tape, all. ” “I hope so.” For a moment they sipped from their cups and stared at the T.V. screen. Bono was mesmerising as he tore into an oldie, ‘Electric Co.’ “Thanks for asking me,” Chelsea muttered, taking a dig at Kendra in her absence. “I couldn’t have asked Kendra,” Elaine replied with a grin. “I wouldn’t have known how to shorten her name.” “How about ‘Bitch’?” They looked at each other and cracked up hysterically. Elaine laughed so hard she spilt coffee on the towel that was.