At that moment I wanted to say something, but I paused myself, and she understood that, and asked what…?, I said nothing, she said you want to say s...mething, I said I think I have to wait for my next birth, for that. She said why, I said forget it, and tried to avoid going further in that, but she was not ready to leave the topic, and asked me again, somehow I managed to say, that she has a very less desire for that, and I have to hold back my self a lot and sometimes I feel bit frustrated. She. Try it, and you’ll see that I’m right. Next time you’re screwing your current hunk, retain some mystery and don’t let him see everything. And remember from now on, as long as you’re in a relationship with a boy, keep some clothes on! I was totally amazed. I had never heard this kind of stuff before. I mean, who’s going to tell you stuff like that? Your mom? No way! Your friends? Maybe, but none of my friends had anywhere near enough experience to write something like this. I mean, we may have. Caroline said she would stay back from the hike in order to keep an eye on me and make sure I didn’t hurt my self further. I should state that there are rules about scouts being alone with adults, but seeing as how my eighteenth birthday was next month and no one else wanted to miss the hike they just decided to forget the rule for a day or two. The next morning I sat by the campfire with my leg elevated on a log while the new scouts got my breakfast and water; it kind of felt like I had. “Not good enough pussy boy” WHACK, AHHHH! The bumps on the dildo which I was loving just 10mins ago were making it even worse! I quickly looked around to catch sight of my little cheeks. They’d changed considerably from the white I remember to a serious shade of pink. “Ohhh please Master your dildo is soo good I couldn’t help myself, please stop” WHACK! AHHHH! “Now pussy boy, are you going to wait till Master says you can cum?”. “Yes, oh definitely yes Master”. “Good”. Then he got up and left.