I charged in, horseand foot, all guns blazing, and I got slaughtered. Should have been cannier.Should have realised the old slap and tickle mightn't w...rk with you. It doeswith most girls.' 'Does it?' said Anna, interested despite herself. 'Who?' 'Never you mind — Let's just say that Cadet Camp gets interesting atnight.' 'Ah.' '... As you'll find out next summer.' Here Anna merely snorted. The absurd idea didn't even deserve words. 'Anyway. I don't know you very well, Anna Hargreaves. Not yet.. She faced him and began unbuttoning the top of the romper.He cursed and watched.She slipped it over one shoulder and smiled at him. She slipped it over the other shoulder. She peeled them down to her waist.He gulped as her breasts bounced free.She did the same dance again but slower. And when she turned, instead of twerking, she continued peeling the pink onesie pajama down to her ankles.“Oh, baby,” he groaned.She stood there, naked except for her striped socks.He moved to the center of the bed. The bliss shot out of me and slammed into my mind. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as each spurt of jizz rushed out of me.My pussy writhed. Juices gushed out of me, adding my sweet musk to the tart delight of Pita’s cunt. Those wonderful waves bliss left me dizzy. I groaned, shaking my heat. My breasts heaved, my body trembling as the dual pleasures assaulted me.“Pita! Oh, god, Pita!”“Jenny! Jenny!”It was incredible. A delicious rush of bliss that had me groaning and gasping. I shook. "It's an honor to meet you Mr. Frederickson." Ki said as they stepped inside while Carl held the door open."Please call me Carl or dad. We're practically family." Carl said, his usual jovial self."I think calling you dad already would be premature sir." Emily replied."Nonsense! I've been looking forward to this day for a long time. Now when can I expect my grandchildren?" Carl said with a grin as he leaned forward."Dad!" Joe said astonished at his father.Both Emily and Ki had to bite their lips.