For just a moment after she rushed past I could have sworn that I smelled the bleachy tang of fresh male semen. But the smell dissipated before I coul... decide that I wasn't imagining it.I sat on my bed and listened to Joni going to the toilet and washing up. She looked more normal when she finally came back out. She still seemed to be embarrassed. I wanted to ask her what the hell was going on. But she had been very secretive since she picked me up this morning. I decided that if she was having. "She disappeared for real then, and I unzipped the sleeping bag and crawled out, grabbing briefs and shorts, scrabbling for a shirt, and eventually stumbling out of the glowing tent onto the lawn. I thought I'd escape the heat, but it was warm outside already, and there were three bikini-clad girls sitting on the lawn in a circle, presumably trading stories about last night. I ducked back into the glow to grab my towel, some more shorts and my camera bag, and then realised I needed my backpack. “Take your jumper off” I instructed and she followed my order by doing as instructed and in doing so showed off her bare back before pulling her tee shirt back down and into place which told me she wasn’t wearing a bra. I got on my knees very conscious of the fact that I was starting to get aroused and proceeded to run my hand down the outside of her legs from the waist down to her ankles, I knew she couldn’t be hiding anything in her jeans as they were so tight but I thought ‘what the hell’. Between the heels and the champagne, I had a hard time walking. We got into his room and he undressed. I was still in my stockings, heels and garterbelt. The rest of my outfit was scattered around the living room. What happened next is sort of blurry; it was like it was happening in slow motion. He then had me get on all fours and he then began to rub something between my legs, his fingers began to rub against my asshole, his fingers began to enter me. Then.