She just looked at him."Is she here?" he asked finally."Uh, yeah. Come in," she said, stepping aside to let him in.He followed Dana down the hall to h...r bedroom. Jen was making her bed he guessed, she had a pillow under her chin and was putting the pillowcase on.Jen looked beautiful. Matt fought off the desire to jump on her right then. Her hair, freshly washed, shined in the light as it hung down her back. She wore a white t-shirt and cutoff blue jeans, unraveling at the ends. Her legs were so. The day of the trip came finally along, the day dawn overcast, as wasmy mood. I had little or no sleep the night before; I was too excitedor was that foreboding. I proceeded to dump out the entire pack causeI thought I wanted to reexamine every little detail and item. That setme back four hours, instead of leaving the house by 0800 hours, I gotaway just before the noon hour.Here is what I kept, finally in the pack. Substituted tarp and groundcloth for tent - subdued green better than bright. "Let me suck you," she said suddenly, turning around and sitting forward to take my rampant erection in her mouth. She looked up at me as she did it and her eyes told me she had wanted this encounter as much as I had. She licked my shaft. She kissed my balls and ran her tongue as far into my crotch as she could manage.“Take me into your bedroom,” Amanda implored, and I slapped her arse to direct her in there.I pushed her onto the bed, and we both wrenched off our remaining clothes. She lay on. Jimmy Mathers was a boy she had hung around with since she was twelve, and I always wondered if they were more than just friends. Apparently, Jimmy wanted to be, but also apparently, Aimee had resisted the idea. But now, in her drunken fantasy mind, she was giving in to what Jimmy evidently wanted. Except, she wasn't with Jimmy; she was with her father."Don' know why i's sush'a big deal, but... 'kay, Zhimmy, if ya'gonna throw'a fit..."I didn't move, didn't stop my pretty daughter as she tugged.