We were only about fifteen feet from the lake so we walked down to the water. We waded in and rinsed our crotches and our thighs. Then we went back an... sat down close to Mr. Moore in the hopes that the boys would leave us alone.I guess we should have known better.Paul stood up and made a few announcements. Then he started telling a story. It was not, however, the kind of story you expected to hear around a bonfire at a boys camp. Certainly not from a camp counselor!His story involved the rape. "She had no idea what had come over her, but she had taken the tape measure from him and had said, "No, we have one more thing to measure" and she'd let the robe slip from her shoulders as she went to her knees in front of him. "Take out your cock," she'd told him, "I want to measure it."When he had pulled out his throbbing erection she had looked at it and tossed the tape measure aside. "No need to measure it, it is definitely big enough" and she had taken him in her mouth. She had given him. Now, she absolutely had understood that I wanted to fuck her foot. She was impatiently was waiting to leave the elevator as soon as possible.Being rejected drove me crazy, and I started stroking my penis over my pants, looking at her feet. Her feet and heels were wildly sexy . I was stroking my penis and with a little low voice tone I was moaning.-We can do it now while your hubby at dining hall,please I I only wanna fuck your foot especially your heel, please !Even though she didn't understand. His partner sucking his big cock rock hard then she sat on it grinding her pussy hard on him until she had at least 2 powerful orgasams. They dressed and left the room while we continued to fuck. Next a few young guys entered the room withwatching us fuck. One of them standing close by had dropped his pants and was playing with his cock inside his underware, the wife on her back while I was fucking her. I said to him "her mouth is free if you want to use it". He dropped his underwear, I moved.