Quietly, she laid her head on my shoulder and slightly gasped, as my jet stream propelled deep into her ass. So deep, warm, and powerful was its propu...sion, that it must have quivered her G-spot enough because another surge of erotic wetness oozed between us as my shrinking rod allowed the remainder of my damned up juices to ease out of her ass and drip between her legs. With out another word, Sascha got up and pulled on her clothes, kissed me good by, and headed off across the street. Once. Nooo not camp in that way, definitely not camp in that way. He said I had nice tits. Oh Mama, tits isn’t a rude word. It’s just slang, you know. He said... ‘ but by then it would be too late, the matriarch would be on the phone to the ‘action against porn’ or her lawyers and the camp would be no more. Which would be a pity, because these girls, many of them dainty ladies when they arrived, learned to be free-er and happier. Many would surprise their similarly well-bred spouses in years to come. I just smiled. I guess I have that stupid face when k** got something that wanted so hard, and now he was happiest living creature in the world. -You know what, ha, you owe me now. –She acted serious with funny expression on her face, laughing too. -Oh yeah, what can I do for you madam? – I asked her, putting my arms around her ass again. -You deserve punishment, unless you wait me into your room. -Ma’am Yes Ma’am. – I replied. She told me to bring some whiskey with me and wait her in my room. I spread my legs wider to give myself access and then, without any clear idea of what I was doing (I had certainly never done this before,) I inserted my middle finger slowly up into my asshole. Both hands were well lubricated by now with my own cum; I had stopped bothering to clean up after myself about halfway through the afternoon. My ass was tight, but as slippery as my finger was, it slipped into me fairly easily. I was amazed at the sensation. I could feel it penetrating my now-shapely.