Tara poked her tongue back at me and then turned and headed off towards her class. I dug Liz in the ribs with my elbow. “But you better stop teasing...me, or else...”“Or else what?”“Or else...” I held a pretend phone to my ear and put on an evil voice, “Hello? Miss Davidson? I have Dougal.”“Dougal? Not my Dougal?” She used a pitiful little voice and made big eyes at me.“Yes, I have your Dougal. And I have him locked away where you won’t ever find him! Mwahaha!” It was the best impression of an. A few minutes later we back at our campsite and in just a few more minutes Shane is asleep.Karen and I were laughing and remembering times we found ourselves in similar situations. After the wine we weren't feeling much pain ourselves. We decide to help Shane back to his camper. Every time Karen bent over to try and rouse him, I would slide my hand under her skirt and rub her pussy. She would laugh and stop, and say "Please don't get me horny."Of course that was all I needed to keep it up until. While Jo sucked with all her might on the younger sister's pussy, suddenly a river of come started to fill Jo's mouth as the girl came with such a massive load of come that Jo thought she was going to choke.That was all she needed! She couldn't hold on any longer. Jo shot a load that was like a hose! She heard Sue trying desperately to suck every drop of Jo's come, but she knew the girl would inevitably have to sacrifice some to the sheets. Sue slurped up every drop she could keeping her mouth. ‘This kind of knife.’ Sam, tentatively, reached out and took it. It was a folding knife, a thing of metal and plastic. Examining it, she unfolded the blade. It was just under three inches long and curved, like a talon, with a serrated edge. ‘Wicked,’ she breathed. She offered to show it to Miranda, the other girl waved it away. ‘Did you kill him?’ Miranda asked quietly. A long pause and then, slowly, like gears grinding against themselves, Isabel nodded her head. ‘Yes.’ ‘How?’ Isabel closed her.