Occasionally there would be folks from one of the other camps touring also, and sometimes some fishermen, but outsiders mostly left the lake alone.He ...ad been able to have his younger cousin George up at camp with him for about two weeks each summer, but George hadn't been able to make it this year. So Matt had been very pleased when the Summers family had moved back to their island camp only four days after his own family had arrived for the season. It had been the previous year that Matt and. She did not want the marriage proposals she was offered. She did not want the tedium of romance, the tender, considerate sex, the avowals of love. She did not want the roses; she wanted something more direct, more physical. She wanted the thorns.She stopped on a street corner illuminated by a dim yellow streetlight that barely penetrated the humid air, leaving dark pools of shadow in the empty doorways and the rubbish in the street. Far away she could hear the hot whine of tires on asphalt, and. "Kasey was again stroking Greg's cock from base to tip, much more urgently now. I could feel her pussy start to go into pre orgasm spasms and continued to massage her cunt gently.Greg moaned loudly, looking down at my horny partner tossing him off. He let go with two quick, powerful spurts of cum. "That's it Greg, give it all to me. Empty your balls onto my tits. It feels so hot splashing on my skin." Kasey was in heaven. She'd slowed her strokes so as to milk every drip of cum from Greg's. I just had… um… a blood rush. Yes she was innocent.’ ‘Liar, my mother is a compulsive seducer of men.’ ‘I don’t believe it.’ ‘I didn’t either until I heard the rumor and then chanced to see her in action a couple of times.’ ‘You spied on her?’ ‘No, I chanced across the fornicators and kept myself between them and my father. He would beat the crap out of anyone interfering with his wife if he found out about it.’ ‘So your mother gets all the action and you get none?’ ‘Something like that. You.