He started movin' his finger back the way he came, but when he went over my coochie hole, he jus' stuck it right in."Oh!" I cried out."You gotta nice ...ight little cunny, nigger," he tol' me."Thank you, sir," I said. "I's glad you like it." Some day, I'm gonna pop your cherry," he said. "You know that, girl?"Well, I didn't know that, but I didn't doubt it neither. The way I was worked up, I wished he was gonna do it right then. He moved his finger in an' out of me 'til I couldn't help but hump. Tonight was the night you were finally going to make it happen. You wait patiently while your mom and step father get in their car and pull out down the street. "Finally!" You think as you rush to your room and change out of your school clothes. Anticipating the night, you don't bother putting on any underwear.You've always been a very sexual creature. Your tastes started off fairly tame, the usual blonde big breasted cheerleaders and sultry redhead stepmoms. You never thought of yourself as. Now why, you may ask. Well I love to flash and get a reaction, so when I spot one I make sure the coast is clear, and do one of a number of things. I will drive slowly past them and stop ahead, giving myself enough time to strip-off, get out of the car naked, and stand there waiting his approach, masturbating myself in front of him, trying to orgasm before he reaches me, and if not dive back in, lock the doors and continue playing with my pussy as he stands outside watching, begging to be let. .." Jumping out of her top bunk as well, she headed out the door. Contrary to the other girls, she had always ignored Hartwell's orders to wear 'proper' sleepwear; she wore what she always did – nothing. With Karen trotting close behind, she walked with a determined step to cabin 6 and stormed in."Robert, wake up!" she said it loud enough to wake up everyone."What?!" You and I are stealing a canoe ... Karen needs to call her father and Hartwell's bunch locked the phone. We're taking her to the.