Forgetting that any man provoked enough has a snapping point. That night I was in the laundry room for our supplies. Four of my tent mates walk in an... I instantly get ready to be jumped, knowing there is little I can do to four men but try my hardest. Then in walks in Jake. They rush me. Its weird, not hitting me but going for my limps, I automatically think im going to get my nuts bashed in.Then it happens, they grab my hands and legs, each man holding me over a towel pile, two hands on my. Let me get my hand in there, where you want it, in your cunt. I'll finish getting you ready for a good lay. Yes!... You like that, don't you, baby. You like me to finger your clit. Open your legs more for me, honey, so I can diddle you better." Oh, Charlie, Charlie! That's enough. I'm ready for you in me, now! I want you to fuck me." Alexandra moaned. Gone was Alexandra's attitude of amused indulgence of an impetuous and almost innocent suitor. Gone was the idea she was taking advantage of an. .. and she wanted it so. Suddenly, her own hand slipped between her thighs and spreading the soft curls of her pubic hair, caressed the erectiled bud of her throbbing clitoris. It caressed, stroked and taunted the already passion inflamed bud pulsating lasciviously down between her open legs.Dear God, I want to die with this in me!Leduc slowly withdrew his hardened cock. He raised it until its unseeing eye leveled with her hairless, puckered anus. He might have prepared it better by stretching. Only the two of us. I pull away from you. Loose you from between my thighs and turn to you, to look at you. I see the passion for me in your eyes and know that I reflect that back to you. I smile and reach for your hands then step back from you, leading you and you follow. The backs of my legs connect with the lounge chair and I bend down to it, sit on the end of it. I pull you down to your knees before me and reach for you. Both hands reach for your face and I raise my lips to yours, kiss you.