Did he tell everyone about his romantic fiction, or was it a closely guarded secret? And why would he tell her of all people?Feeling hot and sticky af...er her run back to the dorm, Allison decided to take another shower before she wandered over to dinner. Her robe tied securely in place and her shower caddy in hand, she ventured down the hall to the bathroom. Hopefully it wouldn't be too crowded this time of day.The instant she stepped in the door, the smell of coconut hit her. Shampoo or. Mandy had me shredding the lettuce next to her.Well looks are so frickin deceiving as she picked up a Lebanese cucumber. You know: firm, long, green and thin.Frigging Lebanese cucumbers would never again look quite like innocent green salad veggies and the associations now in my mind of the slimline; slightly rigid, bumpy, curvy veggie... well nature is magnificent...and as a girl I found out very quickly, that not only your fingers, someone’s tongue or a cock can supply a girl with her basic. Her skin was tight and toned and perfect.By evening we were exhausted. We hadn’t stopped for dinner. Because we were visiting waypoints in different orders to other teams we’d often not be able to see any, and had no reference point as to whether we were doing well or not. But I think we were quietly confident; we were definitely pushing ourselves. So as darkness began to fall we stopped in a glen on a reasonably flat bit of grass not far from the trees and a stream. Because of the midges and. Rolling his tongue along my slit, he takes his time, working me higher, panting with a lustful tone. It's almost musical, the way I swoon over his oral tease. Before he even thinks of touching more of my pussy, he slides up my body, cupping both breasts and sucking a nipple into his mouth. Moving my hands to run through his hands, he stops me. “Put your hands to the sides, Julie. No touching for you. Tut tut. Be a good girl.” He says this, before biting my nipple a little too hard, a yelp.