The other woman was much younger, probably in her teens. Perfume masked most of her signature, but he was able to determine that she had recently ovul...ted, perhaps only finished this morning. Her hair looked grey to his monochromatic eyes and, like her hair, there was nothing remarkable about her to see.The other stranger was nursing a drink with ice in a glass. He stood against the fake fire breast, feigning a look of nonchalance, but it was quite plain that he was also emotionally charged.His. I was getting impatient. I want a cock and cock I will get. I stare up at him and flip us over, making him land on the hard carpet underneath. I quickly use my t-shirt to twist his wrist together and bind him to the sofa. Then I use his t-shirt to do the same to his legs. A string of curses follows as I do so. I position myself right on top of him and smirk. Torturing him would be fun, but not today. “I asked nicely the first time,” I say as I grab his cock and line it up with my pussy. “Call me Amanda or Mandy! I,m not going to tell on you you naughty boy! I want to have some sexy fun with you! Would you like that then?” “Er. Yes please Mrs. Reed!” Bert stammered awkwardly. “First let,s take our clothes off and get comfortable?” The older woman suggested as she disrobed laying her clothes over the hard metal support of the bridge which obviously wasn,t all That comfortable, but better than sitting or laying on bare metal. Though in her late thirties Amanda Reed had a slim. Riding them harder than hard. However, Jakko did not send any of them away. He always invited them in for a chat or something to drink. With a snuggle and a hug, he sent them packing, though. Content that most of the campers felt nothing but happiness after the sexless encounter with the stallion.Sure, there were a few exceptions to the rule. One night near the end of the summer, 2 counselor women came knocking. Jakko had actually invited them. Earlier in the day, he had caught them with two.