Thick and salty. My pussy clenched on my thrusting fingers as I swallowed the first blast, the creamy treat coating my throat and soothing the ache hi... large cock had left. A second blast splashed into my mouth. Goddamn, slut, drink it! You are such a fucking White whore. I was a fucking White whore. I loved it. I swallowed his third blast, his cum warming my belly. Another orgasm brewed inside of me. It was so exciting kneeling on the shag carpet in the back of a van, those ticklish fibers. ”“What would you think about going further?” The alcohol was making him bold. “I want you to fuck me, Jake. I’ve wanted that ever since I first saw you.”“Come over tomorrow night,” I said. “We’ll use the guest bedroom.”“I can’t believe this,” he said. He set down his drink. “Tomorrow, then.” He got up and went home.I sat in the darkness, thinking about what had happened, and could not find myself feeling even the slightest glimmer of guilt. Tomorrow ought to be interesting.It was.When he came. I figured if I took pictures from a hidden location I could capture the natural behavior of the campers. Proving my point because of the candid location, she would see that there is nothing shameful about nudism. She was going to visit f****y for a week so I took this opportunity to make my video. The morning after she left I awoke early and packed two cameras, extra tape, batteries and got dressed in shorts, a camouflaged tee shirt and sneakers and set out in the dark through the woods behind. I was not sure that there were actually clients or he wanted to take her for his own pleasure but I cared that a least. I went inside, woke Neetu and brought her outside. This time I took away the vest also, she was all naked and I said the manager to take her with him. They walked to the lift and I waited there to see them go. The manager got inside the lift first, turned is face to me and then Neetu entered and turned her face towards me. As the gate was closing I could see that he grabbed.