It’ll be more than worth it,” he said, reaching deep in his warmup pouch. I tensed, but he brought out a package shaped somewhat like mine.“Does...’t look like much, does it?” he admitted.“How do I know it is what you say it is?” I asked nervously. “It sounds impossible.”“Look, we’re both showing some trust just by showing up here,” Smith said reasonably. For a moment, his voice sounded familiar, and almost reassuring. I nodded and handed over the bundle -- my entire stash. He accepted it and. Then she began to shake and shiver. Her legs were opening and closing in almost convulsive movements. She grunted, gasped, and then came, her pussy grasping my hand in an almost painful grip. She thrashed, and squirmed on the bed beneath me. I leaned forward and captured a nipple in my mouth. That started another orgasm; the crushing grip was renewed on my hand as the muscles of her velvet vice tightened again.Finally, she began to come down from her sexual high, and she pulled me to her. . that was the young girls of course.For the young boys ... they were revealing to the church their little downy moustaches sitting over their dangling penises as quite a few of those penises started to do more than just hang limp between their legs. The excitement of the moment for those young men was obviously having an effect. Within less than half a minute of those gowns hitting the floor a good many of those guys were sporting decent erections. And if they learnt nothing else out at Camp. Your hand glides easily into the front of my shorts. You growl when you realize there is no underwear to worry about removing. Your long fingers find my clitoris and begin making small circles. Another clap of thunder. I shiver and move my hips to your rhythm. Your mouth finds my nipples and your other hand grasps my ass, hard.You have me pinned against the hard rocks when all I can think about is being pinned against your hardness. I bite your neck and lose myself on your fingers. Another clap.