" Bring it here then," the young woman sighed.The old man edged closer and sighed in contentment as the young shopkeeper reached into his trousers and...closed her fingers round the gnarled old branch of his cock. She pulled it clear and began pumping it with strong confident strokes that left the old man gasping in desire. He was clearly enjoying her ministrations and in her way she was glad to perform them. He was after all family, and a widower too. He should not be reduced to reading porn. She spun around as Miss Carstairs stepped through the curtains behind her. "Miss Carstairs, you wrote that letter?" Catie asked. "Yes. Does that gross you out?" "No, not really. I didn't know you liked girls, we all thought that you had a man in your life," Catie stated. "Not since my first year of college, but I let everyone believe I did. It saves me from the endless questioning, and please call me Marsha. Almost against her will Catie found herself becoming excited and she felt her nipples. In the light of the campfire I could see that these were High School or college aged women and all were quite attractive. The taller brunette had dark brown eyes and legs that went on for miles. The shorter of the two was well endowed and had lighter, kinky brown hair. The blonde was even more captivating as the light showed her many assets. "So what brings you guys far from camp this late?", I asked feeling as if I couldn't avoid the question any longer.The girls all looked at each other. Lekin ussne yeh baat private me rakhne ko kahi.Maine usse promise kiya ke mai yeh kisi se nahi kahunga.Mai bahut khush ho gaya tha. Toh ussne kaha hum kal sham ko milte hain. Phir mai waha se chala gaya. Mai sirf kal ka intezar kar raha tha. Main kal liye bilkul tayyar tha. Phir next day maine sham ko usse call kiya. Ussne mujhe apna address SMS kiya.Mai usske ghar pahunch gaya. Mere badan kaap raha tha kyunki yeh mere pehla experience tha. Mujhe darr bhi lag raha tha ke koi lafda naa ho jaye..