"What's going on? Why'd you ask me to meet you here before dinner." she asked coming over to the blanket I had spread in the empty room."Well we had s...ch a great time when we were last here." I said and handed her a glass of Champagne. Abby likes to go looking at old New Orleans homes. She gets so excited telling me how she would decorate them to highlight their best features. Sometimes she gets REALLY excited.When we saw this house a few weeks ago Abby's eyes lit up as she practically danced. He's a jackass. A sadistic, moronic shithead." How can you say that? He's the king of this jungle. He's a stud."Chloe finally dragged Donny back to the tent, which they packed up andthen moved to a safer spot deep in the jungle. She ignored his nonsense,and figured he'd back to himself in the morning.The two awoke the next morning, and Donny couldn't wait to tell Chloeabout his dream. "I was lying in bed, Chloe, and Hans walked in, lookingas handsome as ever. And then he put this, like,. She woke up and saw her shirt was halfway opened but I acted like I was sleeping. But my only fear was my dick was still in out. But we were inside the blanket, that covered it. She saw me sleeping and she adjusted her shirt again. She took her leg off me, and that rubbed over my penis. Although that felt good, now I’m caught. I rubbed for just a second.I thought she didn’t realize it but she did. She slowly moved the blanket and saw my penis. And there we go, there was a tight slap for me.. ”Tara dropped the nightgown onto the bed and turned to face Kyle. Looking into his eyes, she unbuttoned the one button on his polo shirt, reached for the bottom of the shirt, and proceeded to pull it over his head. She then pushed him until he was sitting on the bed, slipped his shoes off, followed by his socks. Pulling him to his feet, she unbuckled his belt before releasing the five buttons holding his jeans closed.“Uh, Tara,” Kyle stammered, “I’m going commando.”“Good,” she said as she knelt.