The next question she asked me I was certainly not ready for. “Would you date me?” she asked. After the shock wore off I said, “yes I would and ... will” then I went and hugged her. Then we heard a scream of pleasure come from the direction of the other tent and we started laughing hysterically. As we were lying there spooning she stopped crying and I leaned in and kissed her, on the cheek at first but then she turned her head and we started French kissing. After a while we stopped and. But all we could do was stare each other in the eyes. I even thought i could feel his cock get a little hard. hm... maybe. My friend came inside just in time for anything to happen. After a bit of chatting and bull-shitting. we left. I didn't get to see him all week. And the whole week I thought long and hard about how much I wanted his cock in my mouth. How bad I wanted his fingers inside of me. Teasing my pussy with my small little fingers wasn't enough. But finally a. Doing this caused her to scream with pleasure, yelling for more. so i went found the spot so many had described as the g-spot and started rubbing. slowly but surely her moans got louder until she said she was cumming. all of a sudden her pussy shot out juices into my face and all over the bed. once she recoved from her orgasm brook took it upon her self to clean up her mess (with her mouth.After she was done my boner was back with an extra inch or two of dick. i could tell she wanted me inside. " comes your earnest reply. ?Please place my bag on the table by the bed, then remove your clothing, leavingyour pretty things on for me.? I direct. Doing as I asked, your movements areswift and sure. Hanging your jacket on a hangar, gently folding your trousersand shirt, you strip down to your garter, panties and stockings. Your body is beautiful, hard, muscular and tanned. Body hair that I cannotwait to stroke with my hands, I am eager to begin. Apparently you are as well,as I can see that.