All the other occupants of section one had been left stunned silent and watching behind them as she passed by. Stan was finally the first able to talk...and he said to Joyce, "So what do you think?" Well she's definitely in control of her emotions (more than I can say for all of us) and that's a very good thing."After that they all decided to follow Lana's lead and (while still keeping a watchful eye) not let any fears control them.They all shared another night around the campfire that evening. She immediately gazed into his eyes as she began to unbutton her shirt as he stepped back. She slowly undid one button at a time until she slid her shirt off her beautiful body. A few seconds later she began to unbutton her jeans as she looked him right in the eyes again. She slowly worked them down her legs until they had hit the floor. She now stood in front of this young prick with just her bra and panties on. He walked over to her and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips and told her,. " Okay, okay, slave driver." I kidded. As I turned she popped my butt just enough to get my attention.She smiled. "Get dressed." We dressed and left our room. We found my parents in the kitchen drinking coffee and talking quietly. I got cups as Shirley went over to my mom and gave her a hug and then my dad. We sat down with our coffee."Annie, it sure was noisy last night, wasn't it?" Robbie, you be quiet. They're newly married and are supposed to be noisy." Thanks, Mom." I interjected."You. " She said as I started to slow fuck her. I could only last a minute or two before I exploded sending my cum deep into her womb. That fuck was way better than my first and only other one. "I am going to have you work late with me again." Becky said as I pulled my limp dick from her gooey pussy. My cum hung in her bush for minute before dripping to the floor. Becky walked to the bathroom to clean up. Then she returned and pulled a pair of panties from her desk drawer and put them on. She quickly.