The slippery digits went back to her clit, and she gasped when she touched it. She paused only momentarily before her fingers kicked back into gear. I...could hear the faint, almost snapping sound of them sliding over her labia.That didn't last long, though. Her fingers dived back down and deep inside her again. This time, she thrust them in and out for several strokes, fucking herself hard before returning to her clit.Cammie half sat up, once again looking intently into the camera. She picked up. Then she had to try it, climbing in and rolling around inside it on the floor, pronouncing her satisfaction. A brief argument that a smaller one would be warmer was dismissed by her.I headed to the checkout and Rachael intercepted me.“Look! Ice spikes for your boots! You strap them on,” she enthused, shaking them at me.“It’s summer,” I pointed out. “No snow.”“But they’re fun!” she insisted.“No. Put them back.”Rachael pouted and left, only to return with camping pots.“Look! Aren’t they cute?. I then took Anandita’s both breast in each hand. “I feel your cock! It is hard and strong. Aaaaaaaaah! It is nice! Push hard! Keep pushing hard! Yes like that!” She lifted one thigh and placed it on my shoulder. She was screaming, “Nilesh, keep fucking me! I will give you maximum pleasure! Whatever you want! You can fuck your Anandita any time you want!………” The she lifted her other thigh also and placed it on my other shoulder. Now I was able see my cock going deep in her tight tunnel.I was. I cried a lot that day. Including the entire trip home. Mom could hardly speak to me. She didn't say it but, I know she was thinking it. How could I be so stupid as to go and get my self knocked up? I had been cry all day and by the time dad came home mom was finally convinced I was telling the truth when I said I had no idea how it could have happened. Dad believed me almost right away. He could not imagine his little girl going about having sex. He did want to know how it happened though..