As the fondling got more serious the hardness of her lover’s member was definitely more noticeable so Jasmine lifted her left knee toward the ceilin... giving her man an avenue to the opening of her flower to aim his hardened rod toward. Her breathing is starting to take an uncontrollable deep pattern now as her horny clit is well swollen and on its way to an orgasmic finish from firm sensual massage it was receiving. Her hips are starting to find their own rhythm as her juices have reach maximum. "Well, while you've been off gallivanting, she and her sister - I believe you've also met Brigid - and a friend of theirs have been visiting the camp."I nodded and watched Suzanne lick her lips and take a breath to poke out her lovely boobs. I wondered if she still had my old shirt. I remembered Brigid too and what we had done in bed that night and next morning, the three of us. My member tingled and my back spasmed."Now, we're moving on and they need to go home, back to western Massachusetts.. I loved phone sex. I loved sex, period. I loved time with others as we played hard on the net.But as far as crossing the line, I had not done it. But I wanted sex, damn it!Suddenly I felt his fingers enter me. "Sidda, please believe me, but I have never done anything this forward in my life, but I find myself totally enthralled with you and everything about you." Your body is a fucking turn on Sidda...I want to see it. I want to feel it, I want all of it!"He was making me feel attractive, sexy,. They were very bad people. I learned early on to identify friend from foe. Basically, a friend was just an undiscovered foe in my sincere and honest opinion. There was no such thing as a true friend or loved one. You had to screw over other people before they screwed you over. I kept these lessons in mind while attending Boston Latin Academy. I graduated with honors and won a partial academic scholarship to Alabama Tech. I left Boston and never looked back. That being said, I began my new life.