" I leaned forward. "Who's the man?" Harry, the Banana, Bowles."Upon hearing the name, the vaginal wetness I had felt earlier from talkof the dildo dr...ed up like a swimsuit left to hang on a cactus in DeathValley. The hairs on my vagina stood on end in my y-fronts. For the firsttime in this case I concluded that maybe I should have gone to FireIsland for the winter. The Banana liked his men, and he liked them big.This was one time that I was glad that I had a selection of packie-penises for all. Her other hand slips down to slid her fingers gently through her pussy. She is starting to flush with pleasure, and lets out a little moan as she pinches her nipple and begins to play with her clit in earnest. I know just how she fills as I start twirling that little nub on my vibrator around my clit just teasing myself. In my story she's going at it seeking sweet release on her nimble little fingers. Another moan escapes as her strokes become more urgent. Suddenly she feels a male body slip in. All this was happening under the blanket. As she continued to use her fingers, something snapped in me. I did not want to do it. I had a bout of sudden righteousness and I took her hand off my cock and pushed it away. I turned on my side with my back to her. Now I felt and heard some shuffling and the night lamp went off. Suddenly, one hand again was on my underwear. I turned to feel the girl lying right next to me. She had moved the child behind her. The sheet covering us was now thrown away.. " Then he moved aside to let her pass toward the little trailer. He followed staring at her ass the whole time. They went inside immediately I jumped up and ran to the trailer it was a small round one bedroom camper type trailer. I found a box to stand on and look in through the dirty windows. I saw them head into the back where the bedroom was. I grabbed my box and ran for it. It was a slit window that I could just see through without being spotted unless they lo right at it. For some reason.