"Fuck, you've teased me enough," she groaned, her fingers knotting into my hair once again and trying to force me where she wanted me. "Please."I flic...ed my tongue over the bare skin of her lips, quickly, once, twice. Teasing her was fucking priceless, she had the best reactions."Fuck," she whimpered."I love making you wet," I tormented, speaking practically right against her pussy, knowing that she could feel the heat of my breath and the vibration of my words."Agh," she groaned.I palmed her. Get our pizza ... and some beer ... and don’t be too long. As for you two gentlemen - let’s get going.” Philippa then grabbed Angela’s hand and placed it firmly around Peter’s drooping cock.“Come on, girl! Grab that pecker!” she said to Angela. The two girls then led Danny and Peter by their peckers out of the swimming compound and through the campus to the Bungalow. Katrina followed behind laughing at her mother all the way. Angela laughed too as she imagined the sight of herself walking along. The lights are off in our room and I’m under the covers in my assigned top bunk. They have no idea what I’m doing. Ever so quietly, I pull up my shirt. My breasts are big and soft and sensitive and it’s thrilling to feel my sensitive nipples rubbing against my blankets. This is really happening. I’m really doing this. With one hand, I reach up and pinch my right nipple. I’m so starved for touch that even that small pressure elicits a quiet gasp. Not ready to be through yet, I roll the nipple. It was wisdom rewarded time and time again. Eventually, with nothing left in his stomach except regret, his religious experience came to an end. Though the urge lingered and revisited for the remainder of the day, he had no more left to give. Only the emptiness of well-earned suffering.Several rounds of oral cleansing later, his mouth was restored to reasonable tolerability, though about his breath there was little to be done. He probed the throbbing at the back of his skull. The pain turned.