She began breathing even more loudly, and groaned deeply as her littlebud hardened and pushed outward toward her juice slickened finger.This was what ...aren needed. There was no doubt the slut was operating of herown free will. "Oh, by the way, you are not permitted to cum withoutpermission, so be careful to avoid angering me. slut." Yes Miss Karen!", Carol answered a bit too enthusiastically. She was quicklyreaching a crecendo, and knew that it was obvious. She was swirling her. And it was fun. I enjoyed posing for pictures with strange men feeling me up or leaning down and nipping at my nipple.We were all tired of the food offered by the vendors on site, primarily burgers and hot dogs. We took up a collection and one of the couples volunteered to go out and pick up a dozen pizzas and more beer. The rest of us sat around the rekindled campfire and talked.I suppose it was unavoidable that a lot of the conversation was about me. I had to field a lot of questions about my. He smiled and asked if I wanted to come inside and smoke a joint. Startled, I mumbled “no not now,” and fled back to my room. I heard him say “stop by sometime cutie, just knock.” My heart was pounding when I made it back to my room. I sat down, wondering what to do. Did he know I wasn’t a real girl? Did he want sex? Should I give him sex? Would I want to suck him? Fuck him? Should I go back? What if I got ****d? What if he and a bunch of his friends ****d me? I couldn’t sleep a wink all night.. Jim was out of eyesight but could hear Julie clearly give the address and phone number where she was staying. He was more than pleased when he overheard her tell the rental clerk that she was housesitting for a week and was willing to give them a credit card as security if they required it."She's alone", Jim thought to himself. He had already noticed she wasn't wearing a wedding band.That night, Jim worked on his plan to get to Julie. He fantasized heavily about how she looked and got a raging.