There was no car for me; no Ean. I began my walk home. I estimated it to take me about twenty minutes. A lot of time to think. I was excited now that...the school day was over. Still a bit nervous for some reason, but very excited. I also had a new friend maybe. I liked her the more I thought about her. Ean liked her older sister for a reason, it was natural that I would like her, I thought. It didn’t really make sense but something about her made me want to really hope that we actually became. The only real issue with camping occurred that summer when I helped out one night as a volunteer leader. Scout leaders are almost always volunteers. The only professionals are the guys who man the district offices or man the camps. Probably ninety-plus percent of us are just parents of the boys. It’s too much to ask any father to take an entire week off to stay up at camp, so we usually worked up a rotation. Most of the dads could manage to take a day off at some point, and then spend a night. Sheila, just kept encouraging him, saying, “Come on Stan, you know you like this pussy, fuck me like my husband should have. Fuck me like you own this pussy. Make my husband pay for making me horny. Show him who’s boss, baby. Oh, God, yes Stan, harder, fuck me harder, shove that big cock in me.” She was obviously putting on an audio show for me, but I am sure it rocked Stan’s world to hear those things.Sheila, is a very orgasmic person. She can come easily and often, and I knew by the dirty. Yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. And I could not hold further and placed my dick in the entrance to which she said say “all the best” to me, I did not realize, later I realized that she was a virgin during my strokes and initially started to pump it slowly. And she was started to scream to which I kissed her held her voice. And did continue to increase and the scream diminished. And she started to moan. Yeaaaaaa. Harder. Haaaaaaaadddderrrrrrrrr. And we both started to.