I would run my finger up and down his wet crack, then I would poke at his hole, which twitched open wider and seemed to suck it in. So I pushed it in ...o the first knuckle. I heard him exhale in a hiss, and I knew he was into it. I continued to push in deeper, up to the second knuckle, then as deep as my finger could reach. I was hitting his hot button, and he was clamping down on my finger, making all verbal noises of ecstasy.I was able to push his legs apart enough for my head to return to. My hands, still gripping the edge of the sink, relaxed a little and I opened my eyes to see Barry’s reflection in the mirror before me. His eyes were fixed on mine. “Shall I… fuck you, Tina?” he said. I was surprised by the crudeness of his words, but they aroused me more. I nodded. “Say it, Tima!” he commanded. “F... f… fuck me, Barry!” I croaked. He smiled lustfully. Slowly, he began to move in and out of me. I felt a dreadful emptiness as he withdrew, followed by gut wrenching joy as he. While nothing more happened until the end of camp, those two nights were on all of our minds. I know because in my cabin we talked about them every night.When the last night of camp rolled around we were about to go to sleep when we heard a knock at the window. It was Jared and Brian. We let them in and asked what they wanted. They told us they wanted to apologize for the way they treated me when they stole my panties. I accepted their apology and told them it wasn’t all bad. They stuck. ” She giggled again, and said, “And they call it your geni-talia! It sounds so medical! And no-one’s allowed to laugh or you get in trouble.” Tina twisted in the bed, and wiped her left shoulder on the sheet beside her, then looked at my come-covered hand, and said, “You may as well wipe it on the sheet. I’ll have to wash them in the morning. Dunno what Mum’d think if she found spunk on my sheets.” She shuffled back into her lying position on the bed, and smiled, “But she’ll think I’m a good.