Chelsea gasped; Jesse growled; and Holly moaned softly as Chelsea's fingers penetrated her pussy. The van rocked as the sounds of sex filled the space...around them. Flesh smacking against flesh as Jesse pummeled Chelsea with his cock, filling her tight pussy with every stroke. He groaned from behind her, his fingers clutching her hips. Holly's wanton moans filled the air around them, Chelsea's own exclamations of pleasure muffled by the other girl's dripping pussy. Holly started moaning even. Supper and shower time came and went without Tom being consciously aware of their passing. As he lay in his bunk, wide awake, waiting as the incredibly long minutes slowly went by; he fingered the blanket he was going to take with him. Finally, it was time. Crawling out of bed, he threw the blanket over his shoulders as if he was cold and going to the washroom. Once outside, he stayed in the shadows, walking past the cabins, skirting the sports field until he arrived at the shore of the lake. "Maddie nodded. Beth had always been a neat freak. There was nothing unaligned or out of place, except for the open suitcase on her bed, in which was some carefully folded clothing. "Going somewhere?" Maddie asked."We're going to the cabin," Beth said with a resigned sigh."How long will you be gone?" Maddie said."I don't know," Beth said. "At least two weeks." Oh," Maddie said. Bob Wheeler's family had maintained a primitive cabin on an island off the coast for generations. He loved to hike and. I think to myself that he feels amazing, and I don’t really care how wrong this is, or if we are caught, as long as he doesn’t stop. He is bigger tonight, thicker than usual. Maybe it’s the thought of doing it where he works that has him turned on so much. I push back against him, taking him deep. He grabs my hair and jerks my head back roughly as he starts to slam into me. Harder and faster, his thighs slapping against my ass, his balls fly against my clit. I am so close to cumming, my hand.