I can't believe I forgot about her... "I didn't even get out the door before my head made me stop and lean against the wall."I think you better stay h...re and rest," my mom said attempting to lead me back to the bench."No!" I said, pulling my hand from her grasp crankily. "I have to go see her... Shit." I said finding my sudden movement making my head pound even worse."You're not going anywhere, mister," my mom said a bit crankily too. "She can wait until you can... " No! I'm going! Just as soon. His name was Roberto and he was quite delicious to me in my sixteen-year-old fantasy world of desperately wanting that first kiss and the feel of an actual male’s fingers between my legs and right on my just awakening breasts with their hard little nipples of frustrated sexual need.Everyone in the place knew that Roberto already had a fiancée fully approved by his mother and that in an earlier age he would have been on a short leash until the wedding night when his supposed pure shaft would. About 4pm, a phone rang and I was Stold Senor Steve was on his way. I said, lets show him how happy you are with me. I mounted on who was laying down and another took me in the ass as a third put his cock in my mouth and the other three were watching waiting there turns. the extras had left mid day after all fucking me again. This was how Steve saw me as he walked in a little bit later, He stopped and stared as one in my ass finished and another took his place. He fixed a drink and stood there. “No, we are fine, except for this unexpected rain,” M. Dejardins answered. “The weather system said we could expect a sunny afternoon when we left your campgrounds yesterday morning.”“Hurricane Karl decided to visit Halifax instead of Bermuda,” Jim said. “The park is closing and we are here to evacuate you.”“That is not necessary,” M. Dejardins replied.“We are experienced campers and we have good, quality gear,” the other man added. “We can handle a little wind and rain.”“Can your tents handle.