I had a little camp that was equally secluded so we met again but with more hugs and kisses but nothing else.Now Charlene (not her real name, of cours...) was a very fit woman in her late 40's about 5' 0" and 120 lbs...my favourite type of woman. She is single, but from a very prominent family in her community and I am fairly well known in my own community so we were being very discreet. I am 62 yo in great shape, just ran a half marathon so she made me hornier than horny!I finally convinced her. Slamming his cock deep into me, then pulling nearly out of me, before slamming back into me again. I had resigned myself that I was going to have to endure this. "Please put a condom on", I pleaded. "Shut the fuck up, Fag," as he continued to pound my no longer tiny hole."Please, please don’t cum in me" I whimpered under my tears. He paid no attention to me as he continued his assault on my hole. My asshole was burning but I stopped fighting, I told myself to relax and it all would be over. Her phone was in hershorts, and her shorts were... Fuck knows where.It was soon blisteringly hot in the caravan and her hair stuck to herface. She was about to get up to pee when the other bedroom's door slidopen with a thud and Steve got out.He looked at her, then at them both in the conjoined sleeping bag, buthis face was blank and uninterested. In his hand he carried his rucksack,and without a word he left the caravan.The door slammed behind him, shaking the whole place alarmingly, and. .. I never realized how much in control we have to be.”“And that’s why I specifically picked the two of you tonight. Beth and I already know the dangers. Remember the night I masturbated and shot a hole in the water tower? The other thing to keep in mind is that you’re nowhere near your full strength now. Tomorrow evening and Wednesday, while Beth and I are gone, I want the two of you practicing all day. Safely, of course. Holding your breath, making it so you don’t have to breathe, easy things.