"Joe and I sleep on bedrolls whenever we're here. It's actually quite comfortable. It's like you're camping."Kelly smiled, "I have two more bedrolls i... my closet. I bought a set of four. We could also do a couple more pieces early tomorrow." How can I refuse?"Meanwhile, back in town, Aunt Jane, with me always out on my modeling contract, was feeling bored. When Mom and Dad died in that car accident, she had felt duty-bound to take me in because 'the poor kid had no one else'. Granted, I had. . Like you, she was a tomboy and very cute.”Amy mmms; “She the one who popped your cherry?”I scold; “You want me to tell it or not?”Amy teasingly wiggles her firm butt on my crotch, which is already semi-hard; “Sorry, Sir.” I kiss the tip of her button nose to show she’s forgiven.“As I said;” I continue, “Betsy was my best friend. I just turned thirteen and she was thirteen for a few months already. Everyone else in our small group was already fourteen. I’m sure by that time I was the only. "Put it on" he barks.The first leather man grabs at her tighty-whities and pulls them down.Her fake cock drops to the floor and bounces like a rubber ball."Fuck -- is he small! No wonder he needed that," the leather man laughs.As they both strip down to their jockstraps, she pulls her jockstrap upher legs. The leather men help her adjust and she sees her reflection inthe mirror as she stands next to them, flat across her crotch -- a bulgein theirs:One of leather men pushes her down on a trunk. Johnson asked me to take you down to the bar, and see if we couldn't get you fixed up with a little something." "How kind of him. And of you, too, of course. I'd like that very much." Lynn took the hand Hans offered her, and was surprised at the ease with which he raised her from her sitting position. "Just let me get my robe and things."Hans watched as the young woman bent to the deck, allowing her firmly rounded breasts to drop down as far as her bikini top would permit. His cock was already.