“Hah! We aren’t asking you to walk… more of a hobble like a helpless beer slut is what we’re going for.”I groan in dismay and take a tentat...ve step. I am truly forced to hobble, with my thighs parted and my pussy thrust out, to try to keep the beer in front from falling out. I practice this obscene shuffle back to the bar where Phil is cleaning the bar top. “Help me out Phil. Please put these beers back in the cooler…” I ask.“No problem Tina!” Phil replies, quickly grabbing the beers. I was going to take your blood pressure and then suddenly I was naked, walking along a creek, and then you were there, naked, fucking me, and…well… I don’t understand.’ ‘Is it something you’ve done, or dreamed of doing? Being naked out there?’ ‘OH NO! I’ve never done anything like that!’ She said emphatically. A bit more meekly she whispered. ‘But I have fantasized about being made love to on a little sand bar by this place some friends and I camped at. I did sneak off to it and pull my bikini. It's too big."She was working herself into a frenzy now. Oh she was relatively still, and quiet, but I could tell she was working herself up. And what's worse, her clenching was starting to affect me. I wasn't getting horny or anything, but I could tell the blood was starting to flow down to my dick as a result of the stimulation. I could also tell that it was starting to have an affect on her too. Instead of just pinching me when she clenched her lips were now barely sliding against me. She. My mind quickly recalled that beautiful package packed away in his tight jock strap from earlier that day. Lee turned out his light to get some rest before his busy day of classes, weight lifting, practice, and study time, not to mention eating and socializing. It was warm again that night and we had the windows open as usual. The moonlight was shining into our room and it was directly illuminating Lee’s body as he slept peacefully in our tiny dorm room. Our beds were pretty close to each other.