” Ginger told him, walking into the tent, “You didn’t get any on my blanket did you?” Pete looked around, trying to clean up his mess, “No, ... don’t think so.” “God, Pete, just keep it in your pants,” Ginger said, getting under her blanket. Pete looked over at Ginger. Her long red hair freed after being tied up all day, her green eyes staring at the top of the tent. Skin lightly kissed by the sun, and set of tits that would make the whores at the saloon jealous. Her white blouse was dirty, and. We again made dinner together but unlike Friday night the booze was flowing while we did. It continued to flow after dinner when Candice put on her favorite dance play sets at high volume. The music seemed to give each of us our second wind physically and we probably danced for an hour straight before the booze started to catch up with us. Things got strange when Jeremy and Jill went to the kitchen to make rum drinks – like we really needed them – leaving Candice and I alone. Despite the fast. What was I saying? Oh yes,You see, I have you all strung up on my rack and suspended naked from the rafters like a plucked slaughterhouse chicken.See?... so that your precious nutsack and penis jut out freely and are presented for me to easily grasp and squeeze off some very loud semen-soaked orgasms!I can just grab them like this here.That’s when I want to hear how loud you can be, understand?Good.Well, Congratulations, you fully exposed, naked little bitch, you now belong to me. You are now a. My fantasy mind went into overdrive. I would do anything tobe close to her.I don't think I slept the whole night. Then I daydreamed thru work thenext day.That night on my way home I bought a bottle of champagne at the liquorstore. Took a nice relaxing bath, shaved and showed up at her door at7.30 sharp.I felt like I had won some kind of prize already. Even if I didn't getto kiss her, ever have sex with her. It was still a thrill. Just to bein the same room with her.She opened door looking.