Those campers who were there for the season were the most conscious of the more relaxed atmosphere. None of the campers were in the least uncomfortabl... with sharing a shower with someone from the opposite sex and, if it happened that a guy was facing a urinal when a girl entered the sanitary, if anything, he was likely to be pushed further forward.Pretty well everyone respected Jennifer's clothing policy; every one wore shorts and quite a few girls still wore tops, although some, including some. Milton's bent-over body.He had his face fastened to her cunt. He kissed, licked and sucked.Nancy squirmed above him, whimpering, whining, enjoying another new thrill."Sir, sir! Sir, you're doin' that! Jeez, you're down there suckin' my honey!" Mmmm, mmmm! Yes, yes -- suckin' your honey!" Mr. Milton sputtered."That feels good, sir! Jeeeeez, that feels good!"He stuck his hands under her teen-queen ass, cupped her asscheeks and lifted. He munched greedily on her pussy.Nancy slid farther down in. "They are Vat grown, is the story I have heard" says Rich. He continues on. "So they are biological, but I am not sure that they are human." Hold it right there, mister," Diana says and points an accusing finger at him. "You just can't fling terms like that around. What the hell is Vat Grown?" Yeah, and if they are biological, why aren't they human?" Catherine pipes in.I grin at the two of them as Rich sighs, they have changed so much in the last few days."Vat grown refers to how they were. I slide two fingers inside you, the tips of my fingers reaching towards the front searching for your sensitive g-spot. I find it and begin to massage it firmly but tenderly. I increase my speed as it becomes larger underneath my fingertips. Moans start coming deep from within you, your breathing is now heavy and rapid. Both of your hands are now pressing my head into you as I finger you harder and faster, the sounds of wetness emanate from your pussy with every thrust of my hand. You pussy.