When Marlene asked about her relationship with John, she had answered that they were good friends, who both loved the outdoors, but due to lack of int...rest from others, planned this camping trip together instead. Conveniently she forgot to mention that they had never even bothered asking others in the first place, whether or not they'd be interested in joining them.Alice had felt nervous when Marlene gave her a weird look and asked her just how old John was John had quickly answered that he had. I was not allowed tot touch her the entire trip and could only watch unless she changed the rules. And so far, that wasn’t happening. Despite her horny show in the car on the way here. Now I wanted to get her to the room to see if I could tempt her out of her resolution.But as we dropped the luggage and checked out the large room (with two beds – she made sure) she announced that she wanted to go to the casino. Great…more teasing. But I knew this would be a large part of the trip before we. I sat her in one of the lounge chairs, resting back, with a leg over either arm rest, her pussy gaping wide, totally exposed, waiting to be fucked. I leant over her, using the armrests to support myself. I looked down between our bodies as I slid my hard throbbing cock through the copious moisture of her open slit. Droplets of clear precum dribbled out of the eye of my cock. Lisa urged me to enter her, telling me she needed to be fucked hard, to go inside her quickly. There was no rush. I. And if you know anything about dating, Third Date is usually the Sex Date. Where you and your date finally get down into bed.You’d think with all of the action I’d been getting lately, that I wouldn’t be stressed about that. Other than knowing that four girls - turns out Grace had come up preggers - were carrying my bastard children, my sex life had become less about “when am I going to get laid” to “when aren’t I going to get laid.”But there was a lot more riding on this than just whether I.