Mmmmm! So sweet. I bet youre tight as hell arent you? He became more aggressive and moved quickly. He seemed eager to start using me for his pleasure... I closed my eyes and tried to pretend I was somewhere else. I could hear him undressing, his belt being undone, his zipper coming down, his shorts sliding down his legs. When he was done undressing he pushed open my legs again so he could position himself to rape me. No! Stop it! I told him. I somehow got the strength to try to fight him. I. She: *blushes* um, you’re cute, too.Me: *eye roll* whatever-She: *giggles* hey, you are cute.Me: stop calling me cute!She: cutie, cutie, cutie pie…I pulled her head towards me and kissed her on the lips.She: whoa!Me: haha.My mom entered the room and we pretended to be cleaning the dishes. We both giggled.*fast forward to 3 pm*The guests were not going. On top of that, they wanted to take a nap! My mom can’t say no. So yeah, we all slept.I was awake, though on the bed. Next to me was an aunt.. “Oh my God!” she thought as she watched his hand work back and forth. Her pussy was starting to tingle again. Feeling bold, she knocked on the door.“Mr. Roberts? It's Cheryl. I need to get a towel please.”She watched as he quickly stopped touching himself and turned away from the door. “Uh, yea, sure.” he awkwardly mumbled from being almost being caught. “They're in the closet.” Cheryl walked in with her hand against the side of her head to shield her eyes from his nudity. She found the towels. She left Charlie till last, taking his hand and asking, “where was his tent,” he appreciated that gesture, not relishing what he knew would be armature-fumbling’s under the gaze of an audience. They left the warmth of the fire to a round of applause and comments like Pats, “you will be a man by midnight Charlie”, or Andy`s “make the most of her boyo she`s the real deal!” or Johns “t-t-t-two`s up…” He led her to an old army pup tent, small but simple to carry, it had been his home for the last.