You don't have to call me "Sir", you know." Actually, anyone that can make the three most important girls in the world to me, besides my mother, as ha...py as they are. He's "Sir" to me." Thank you, Thomas. We'll be there sometime after 3. We will be ready to go, long before the 8 PM start time. I say again, I love what you guys are doing, and why. I'll give you my best, that's all I can do." That should do it. Goodnight, Sir."Same to you, Thomas."I hung up.I walked back out front, "Everything is. Kevin pulled his PT shorts off along with his boxer, and slowly entered my dripping cunt. He pushed in deeply stopping when he hit my cervix, which was very sensitive at the time. He leaned forward and kissed me gently, I could taste my juices on his lipsHe slowly pumped his hard cock into me, building me up to an orgasm. I felt my walls wrap around his shaft, it felt so good. His cock fit my pussy perfectly almost like it was meant just for me.I wrapped my legs around his waist as he grabbed. Sally grinned again, "now you have to go.. I'll be thinking about you."I groaned and went for the tent zip, tempted to open in revenge but she was two steps ahead of me and was already under her sleeping bag. I could still see her hand thrusting.I went outside and zipped the door up, hoping beyond hope that my juices weren't visible through my shorts.He chucked me the sun screen and I applied it, while picturing Sally fucking herself just through a thin bit of fabric. Rubbing my neck I got even. Once in my room I sat in the only chair in the room for about two hours trying to decide on a plan of action. How long should I wait before I call Susan? What should I say to her? As I sat mulling these things over in my head I began to feel a little guilty. After all, Susan didn't really have sex with Bob, although she might have if she hadn't passed out, and I am sure she was much too drunk to be responsible for her actions. Maybe none of this would have happened if I had just told Susan she.