But Kris continued to look around the room everywhere, even under the huge bed.“Whatever are you doing?” I asked.“Where is she?”“Who?”“O...r room steward, silly!” Then Kris’s face fell and she appeared to be close to tears. “My gosh! Don’t tell me...” Her voice trailed off.“Tell you what?”“That I’m supposed to ... entertain you... all by myself? I mean ... Don’t I even get a night off sometimes? And you’re so big and you stretch me so much...”“Golly, sweetie,” I replied while trying to keep a. I was laid down on my back on a modified exam table, legs spread wide apart, arms to my side, still useless - the slipped on a pair of exam gloves, then poured a pink liquid on my cock. My head was on a raised pillow, so I could easily see what they were doing. The liquid ran down my shaft, seemingly to soak in before it puddled around the base of my cock. This process was repeated again and again - each time coating my cock then soaking in. I could not feel much if anything, but I needed some. This was particularly appreciated by the younger tykes who were sometimes homesick.It was the sixth Sunday of the season and everything had eased since Hartwell had had his attack almost a week and a half ago. Those campers who were there for the season were the most conscious of the more relaxed atmosphere. None of the campers were in the least uncomfortable with sharing a shower with someone from the opposite sex and, if it happened that a guy was facing a urinal when a girl entered the. This next part put me in my place for real. I wasn't ready for it at all. She started to fuck my moith harder. She fucked my so hard shebacked me up like three feet back onto the wall and fucked my mouth somemore. Even harder. At that point, I quit, I was done fighting her, got off her cocck momentary to let her know I was going to stop fighting and that was that. I gave her oral for five more minutes really And then the funny part. Ok so she starts to cum, I get scared, unmount my face as she.