Greg told Izzy the brief overview of where they were going as they set off, despite Greg being a natural it still took them most of the day to reach t...e campsite. Greg started to set up the camp while Izzy took care of the horses. I started a fire and made a makeshift spit skewering several steaks on it.Greg stood by the fire, slowly turning the meat on the spit as he watched Izzy grooming the horses, her back to him. The setting sun bathed her in a glow making her messy golden hair look like a. I looked around at everyone and just then Bob walked in the front door and stopped in his tracks at the sense he had walked into something. He spotted me standing, saw my fingers move to my blouse buttons, and smiled as he proceeded through the front area, past me and into his office. But, he only dropped his backpack there and leaned against the door jam to watch along with the others.I opened my blouse, pulled it from the skirt, and slid it off my shoulders and down my arms. I carefully. ..One...Yay! I'm 18! Fuck!It hit me like a tonne of bricks, like a train had gone straight through my head whilst someone was simultaneously smashing me in the balls with a sledgehammer. What the hell was that? It was mostly gone now but I could still feel it resonating in my nuts like just after you've been hit in your private areas."Sorry about that mate." The voice sounded like someone was trying to do their best impression of a British guy and quite frankly it made me feel better, they. My legs were parted; his strong, dark hand deep inside my knickers.From that moment on, I was putty in his hands. Slipping his fingers from my knickers, Harry rose to his feet and we began to kiss. My arms flew around his neck and I hung there, my lips fixed to his, tongues deep inside each other’s mouths as his hands made short work of my skirt and panties.Bared from the waist down, the cool air in the room on my moist vulva made my nakedness even more exciting an arousing. I made to kiss him.