Outside, in the rest of the house, the Sager family came and went, but in Diane's bedroom the two girls were alone and safe. They could say and do an...thing they felt like. They could fuck themselves in private and share their dreams of real fucking."I want a man with a nice big cock," Anita said as she humped her hand, her fingers scratching at her cunt-mound. "Yeah, I want my pussy stretched real good the first time. I wanna feel it and maybe bleed!"Diane giggled. "Oh, Anita, with all the. For the most part, however, I managed my lakeside cabin and property, watched and played fantasy sports, smoked herb and drank whiskey.The first real snow had hit last night, followed by flurries through the mid morning. I sat on the rocking chair on my porch, bundled up in my oversized pendleton blanket and nothing else. Wood was split and stacked for the next season if necessary. Satellite was tuned and cleaned, with a line of sight to the stars cleared by me the previous summer. Generator. That meant she was getting six to eight loads of sperm every day, including his. She thought it was fun and that they were cute as they moved their hard little shafts inside her. Every night she felt many little spurts before the counselor told her how much he enjoyed putting his in last, feeling what the others had left there.That happened every day except Sunday when she read the Bible and he was the only one to separate her knees. What she didn’t know was that the campers who stayed over for. “Makin’ a cock sundae, lover,” he asked her, “Sorry I don’t have any cream at hand; you have to work for that.” “Aw, babe, I knew something was missing,” she pouted, “how about cherries?” Her eyes lit up with the thought of trying to balance cherries on his pulsing dick and she had to force herself not to giggle. “Rachel, neither of us is a virgin and I didn’t think you’d want me to bring anyone else to our bed,” James shook his head, “Not that I want to. I have too much fun just pleasing you,”.