"No Hotdog! Bad dog!" She yelled at him. "Now you stop that this instant!"Trying to push him away from her pussy. This caused Hotdog to growl in a men...cing fashion, and snapping at her fingers. Betty pulled back her fingers. She had never in her life heard Hotdog growl at anybody, much less her. This new development frightened her more than anything. As for Hotdog, he simply returned to his own pleasure under his nose.She tried a number of times to shove Hotdog away from her, only to be met. My nipples were hard as diamonds. I decided to put on a skirt that flared rather than one that was tight. I again I wore stockings and a garter belt. But today I was going to wear a thong for Mark. If we parked he wouldn’t have to work so hard to get his hand under my panties only the one inch that covered my pussy. But when I put it on I realized I needed to shave more if I was going to wear that type of panty. So I wore bikini panties again. But they were completely sheer and the elastic. I felt it as hard as a rock. I told him to open up so I can wipe underneath better and he obliged unhappily. I picked up his drenched clothes and told the both of them to stay put and that I'll be back for some medicine. Once I came back I stopped in a corner where they won't see me and took a peek, I found the naked female camper still talking to him, and sitting on the same bed, just a few inches from Ken's littlehood."You know, that towel is the only one that I brought and I been using it. I belong to you." I moaned out somehow, but I do remember looking at him in the eye and saying, "So please, do me. I'm at my limit." He chuckled, and paused his slow cruel and torture of my body. "As you wish," he answered as cool as only he is able to. It was as if his body had hit overdrive and he begun ravishing me. He thrusted into me as fast as his body could go. To every thrust I felt his cock head hit against a sweet spot that I didn't even know exist. "Cliff!! THERE!" Right on command.