"Courtney chimed in, "How is that 'something needed'"Mark grinned, "A good deer camp needs cooks and pussy."Silence reigned.Carly started to object, "...ut..."Mark cut her off with a firm tone of voice, "The only 'buts" are your cute ones. I'm sure these older guys are looking forward to younger 'stuff'. You'll like being in the woods and both of you love sex. This will be a lot more relaxed and enjoyable than the gangbangs you've both done. My mother went there as long as she could." Your. After two weeks at home, I was becoming bored. The town was smaller than I remembered, and the people who recognized me, while friendly, had nothing in common with me.One thing that set me off from the townspeople was my clothes. Three piece suits and Italian shoes just didn't fit in Millville. I had nothing else to wear, so I stopped going for walks. I began to feel sorry for myself.And then the first of several telephone calls interrupted my already troubled existence. One of the credit card. Chantelle smiled hugely then winked at her, then leaned into her ear and whispered something I couldn't hear. The wife straightened her face and turned around to her husband and jerked his leash saying, "The Mistress was talking to me, you naughty boy!"I almost cracked up as Alan blushed even more furiously, his hands covering his crotch. Mandy turned back to Chantelle, rolling her eyes. Then, like two schoolgirls, they broke up in unrestrained giggling. "I think I'm going to like this!" Mandy. He kissed, licked, and even bit my neck. Man, did it feel so fucking good!"Mmmmmmmmmmm. Ahhhhh, oooohhhhh!" I moaned.He made his way to my nipples and he started sucking them. Shit! Did this feel good or what? My hand made its way to Dad's cock. Damn! His cock has to be at least 9 1/2 inches! I loved having my hand there. I grabbed a firm hold of his cock and started stroking it."Fuck, Bobby. It feels so damn good!" My father yelled. I felt his pre-cum starting to ooze out of his cock. I.