..go crazy,damn it!" I've got proof, here, Timothy's backpack that they dumped near thecamp." Nina pulled up the photo's on her phone. Sassie looked.....anddidn't buy it."That doesn't prove anything though. He dropped his pack as he decided towalk out?" IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! JUST BAM GONE!" DON'T YOU DARE YELL AT ME FOR YOUR CONSPIRACY THEORIES GOD DAMN IT LAYOFF AND RELAX ALREADY!"The rest of the hiking group stopped and watched the two argue for afar."THIS IS SERIOUS, SASSIE, SERIOUS SHIT!". Susan's words. If I move like this ... Oops! Too much. He's out. Wiggle. Push. Slide. He's back in. I am very happy.And like this, I can ... he puts his fingers right there..."Bert ... Oh, yes ... I'm gonna..."By now he's figured out that if we both move, all sorts of wonderful feelings, but his fingers are stimulating little Kara past the point of rational thought and... "Berrrrrrrt!" and for the first time in my life I have an orgasm that wasn't produced by me. I'm concentrating on working. She clung to the couch, pushing herself backward to meet his thrusts. Without slowing down, he lifted her suddenly and pulled her against him, grasping her bouncing tits in his hands and squeezing them. He kissed her neck as he played with her nipples, still pounding her relentlessly.He couldn’t control himself anymore, he just wanted to fuck her senseless.Picking her up, he grasped her hips and began pounding her against the cold window, eliciting a yelp from her. “Ah! Oh yes… YES!”She moaned. " Sandra said when she noticed he was looking at her."Hi," he said back, timidly."How long have you been sitting here?" Sandra wanted to know, just to get an idea about how long she had been asleep."Maybe five minutes," he answered. Sandra noticed that he was starting to blush."Any idea about the time?" Sandra asked him."Not really no," he answered."So, what did you do to get punished?" Sandra asked him."I ... um ... complained about this on the Internet." So, you also got a week of this?" Yes.