Now excited with all these feelings running through me, I want you to get just as excited. I push you over so you are on your back. Clumsily getting ...n top of you because I can’t see anything I feel for your wrists. Placing them over your head I tell you not to move. For once you cooperate because you want to see what is in store. I gently kiss your forehead telling you I love you. I move down to kiss you lightly but catch you off guard and kiss with some force which led to some hardcore. I was panting, but I said, 'don't do this, Tony. You know how I feel about that.''Oh, come on Lisa, it'll feel a lot better than my finger and you know you really want to.' And of course, he was right, I really wanted him to fuck me. And you know what's funny? If he had just kept going and had done it, I probably wouldn't have stopped him. I was that hot for him. But somehow talking about it brought me back to my senses. I stopped bouncing up and down on his finger. Instead I pushed myself down. The only thing I was thankful for was that Sam took a shower before me today. Because of that I masturbated in the shower and my cock was limp, hanging in front of me for my step mom to examine. If I would have walked into my mom with a fully hard cock I would consider changing my name and moving to another country.She looked at me for a few more seconds, and finally said "Ok Bryce relax it's just not something you have ever done before and it's not something common in every house, but if. We wandered back over to the camp shop just after eleven to find a little blue Bedford van, which turned out to be the mobile butcher. A small hand-written sign propped against the back door told us that he’d be at Trevedra on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. There was a small queue of other campers buying from him; we exchanged greetings with a few of them before our turn came. One of them asked if it was our first visit – it turned out that most of them had been here several times before,.