”Becky glared at Sean again, fixing him with her burning green eyes. “I hate wules,” she said.I stepped between them to defuse the situation. �...Becky we can’t allow campers back here for legal liability reasons. There are heavy weights back here, and if campers get hurt we could get sued.”Becky rolled her eyes. “These weights aren’t that heavy,” she said. “Unless you’re a twerp.”Sean laughed again, and Becky stomped up to him, pointing a tiny finger. “You need to shut your mouth,” she growled.. Sally really got an eyeful.His tongue slithered up and down, noisily massaging the glistening folds of fuck-meat. He massaged them so well he unfolded them and stretched them outwards, as if they were nothing but rubber. The woman cried out, but that didn't stop the dog.While her fuck-meat was so lewdly exposed, the collie licked the folds clean, lapping up cunt juices and spit. His tongue flew in all directions, tasting and sampling and savoring.Shivers raced through the woman, rocking her. Anna yelped. "Stand up Anna." I commanded. Anna rose from the position over the chair. Slowly. She wiggled as the stockings rose up over the red thighs, pulled by the garter. She turned toward me with her head bowed. "Sir, thank you for punishing me. I deserve all that you gave me for not doing my work this morning. I will do better in the future." Anna was quite meek now in her speaking. I could see the faint red marks across her breasts from the earlier switching. I also noticed that the. Each one of us was wearing a pack with items that would be necessary to our mission, but were not the kind of thing that we would wear. There was spare food and water, spare ammunition, sleeping bags, and that sort of thing. We planned to find a place to hide the stuff, and I would TP it in as we needed it. We could have left it at home, but it was comforting to have it along with us. No extra effort was needed to transport it, so why not?I TKed everybody up to about 300 feet above the roof of.