Besides, I had no interest in getting drunk. I would have liked some wine, but it wasn't a big deal. (Yes, I knew what it tasted like. Actually my par...nts had occasionally let me have a little at meals for a couple of years, even if never more than a glass or two. I had come to like the taste.) We ordered soft drinks instead.I finally chose the trout while Matt had a steak. When the food came it was wonderful. We spent over an hour at the meal, even ordering a desert, which we split. When the. I decided to checkupstairs, remembering all the days I had climbed those stairs to put mystuff away before work.It was clear there had been an outbreak up here. Things were a mess, andthere was blood on some of the walls. Rather ironically, someone hadleft a bloody handprint on the sign that said how many days since thelast injury-accident ...A quick look through the staff room let me know there wasn"t likely tobe anything to salvage here, so I went back downstairs to finishchecking out the. We were in the back of the camp ground and there was little traffic around us so I felt confident about entering their tent and rummaging through their duffle bag searching for her dirty panties! I only found one pair but they were perfect!! Lots of ass sweat and dried pee stains and even some white discharge that could only be her cum mixed with his! I took them back to my tent and enjoyed her aroma for an hour before cumming and having a nap. They left the next day, and I was unable to sneak. He placed a kiss against the front of her panties and he smiled when he realized how damp they were. Her back arched and her fingers clenched. Her breathing deepening even more that it already was. He again used his fingers to slip off this article of clothing. The beauty of her sex was almost bare, despite one well-trimmed patch that pointed him in the right direction. He brought his face forward and let his breath fall on that clandestine spot. He could smell her arousal. It was thick like.