Bob reached inside her shirt and caressed her breast, felt her nipple harden under his touch. She looked down demurely and did not resist his touch. H... held her tight, and kissed her again. Jack picked up Bob’s bag as Bob slipped his hand into Sally’s loose-fitting shorts. Sally happily submitted to Bob’s caress, and he felt the wet slickness of her slit. He could not stop kissing her. Jack looked up and down the street past the old Sycamores that grew along the street. He did not see. "Hey sis! Hanging in there?" Samantha shouted as she entered the clearing. Even dressed in several layers of heat trapping clothing and a wool coat there was nothing Samantha could do to hide her curse of curves. "I'm freezing! Hurry up!" Hannah snapped ducking into her sleeping bag. Even in the bag she was a long way from comfortably warm. She wasn't going to say anything about it, not after their friend, Rich had offered his mummy bag that was rated down to negative fifteen instead of her. ‘Don’t put too much weight in stories, Mister Eden, and don’t worry too much about ‘reputation’, your own or anyone else’s. But at the same time, Mister Eden?’ She finally let the gun point away from him. ‘Be on your best behavior. You never know what might happen to you when you’re not.’ She turned and sat down, hearing his no-longer-stealthy footsteps behind her as he ran. She brushed off Mr. Stone’s apologies and began discussing her next job, but all she could think about was how on her. As we both stood up she turned her back to me and I started rubbing lotion on her shoulders. As I was doing that she accidentally stepped back a little and I felt my hard-on press against her ass. As it did she gave a little jump and said watch where you point that thing as she smiled looking back at me. So I just kept putting lotion on her back. As I started getting to her ass she said that I could keep going. As I was finishing the lotion on her ass I took one final pass and went inside her.