I slept late the next morning and felt awful, in part because of the beer I'd drunk but in part because my thoughts and emotions were no clearer than ...hey had been the previous night. A shower helped - but only a little.I made my way downstairs - crept, almost - uncertain how I would react when I came face to face with Mary or, worse, Heather or Isobel. I made a conscious effort to pull myself together. 'You didn't see anything. You didn't hear anything. And it's none of your business, ' I told. With each step I was mentally cursing myself for bringing so many clothes to a naturist camp.Once in Boy's Camp the counselors divided us up so that each cabin was about half filled with my classmates and the other half with kids from Sunset High School. As we unpacked the counselors once again checked our stuff for contraband and were especially vigilant to ensure no one had tried to sneak a camera into camp.The senior counselors were disappointed that we'd been partnered with a different. It was about a week after we started University, when Maggie came up to me at the end of the day. Maggie had a smile a mile wide, and I could guess what it was. After we got into the car, Maggie said, “I’m 3 months pregnant. I thought I was but wasn’t sure. I love you darling.” I said, “I love you too. I wonder how we’ll tell mum and dad.” Maggie said, “Let’s not worry about that. Let’s get home and fuck. Please.” I just nodded my head and drove as fast as I could.On arriving home we just. I would not have objected. Slowly undressing you heightens the excitement. Yet, there are times when passion demands that you be naked quickly. This garment gives me choices. Your expression changes to one of determination. “Sit in the chair.” I put the camera aside on the bedside table and seat myself as instructed. You slide off the bed and stand before me. “Pull out your cock.” You are full of surprises and your words are bold. As I pull my rock hard dick from my.