.opening my eyes I couldn’t see anything so fell back asleep. A little time passed and this time I was woken by something completely different...the...feeling was good...like when you wake up with morning wood. This time however it felt even better. Groggily coming round I could feel how hard my cock was. I jumped when I realised someone else was in the room. I sat up a bit noticing the sleeping bag completely unzipped and my briefs down by my ankles. My 7” cock was throbbing and wet. Then a. To her left was the glass and iron dining table, across from that lay the kitchen. In front of her was the living room, a coffee table matching the dining table along with a tan soft leather love seat sat in front of it. Along with an overstuffed red chair tucked in the corner along with a tall white bookcase, and beyond that the bedroom. Her steps paused on the cheap beige carpet her pale pink lips pursed as her gaze moved around the area again. She took in the art on the walls black and. So it was a treat for us guys. We never really spoke much about it. But once while discussing among ourselves on this topic, I got amazingly attracted to her while listening to my friend’s views on her. I used to masturbate after going home every day since then.After 15-20 days of classes she started scolding me for no reasons. I got worried, whether someone had bitched behind her back abt me being attracted to her. She also used to tell me that I’ll have to stay back after the class to write. If our information was correct, about five miles up that trail was a 150-foot waterfall. We unpacked the SUV and began putting up tents. While the ladies did that Robert and I went down to the riverbank and began bringing up some heavy stones for a fire circle. Once we had made a decent fire pit, we set off gathering enough wood to last a couple of days. By the time Robert and I had completed our tasks the three tents were up and the ladies were pulling out lunch. The plan was a quick snack.