If I had to move to Pennsylvania to be with her, I would. I’d just move my office if necessary. I could do my contract work anywhere, even though I ...iked my home town. I only knew I wasn’t leaving Las Vegas without knowing she was going to be mine. It felt so weird to me. I’d been with so many women, but this one just got to me. She wasn’t a model or stuck on herself. She didn’t try to put on airs about herself. She was more like the pretty girl next door who was much more beautiful than she. She was being felt by everyone who could reach her, with each man giving his appraisal of the part he was feeling, some of them commenting on how hot and wet her pussy was. I climbed on a chair for a better view. Imagine how I felt after a week of forced celibacy, seeing my pretty wife naked, on all fours, being mounted by a big black stud — while surrounded by a bunch of bellowing men who freely fondled every inch of her body. Suddenly I remembered my camera. I ran to get it and jumped. It was past six by the time we had a sizable pile, so I lit the grill and made a hamburger for me and hotdog for Ellie. She knew how I enjoyed the sight of a phallic bite to eat passing through her lips. We brought out chairs down to the water, sitting and watching the gentle lapping of the small waves while we ate. Ellie’s skimpy bikini might have drawn more stares, but we were a good bit down from the rest of the campers.After a long relaxing time of sitting and watching the water, it. ‘Lizzie, stop your daydreaming,’ Theodore teased, prodding her with his elbow. Elizabeth shook her head, blinking away her serious thoughts. Smiling, she nudged him back, and they watched the crowd and settled into the waiting game. ‘Sir, I can hardly keep up with you,’ Henry said, slightly out of breath. The older man who was bent from age quickened his pace to keep up with his young master. Gerard St. Claire turned to look over his shoulder at his attendant, and immediately slowed his gait..