‘I’m still tired. I’m going to bed till lunchtime.’ ‘I think I’ll join you,’ Sally said. ‘I hope she made the bed before you left. I ...ade theirs.’ It was and so we got undressed and went under the sheet. ‘What was Carol like in bed?’ she asked, snuggling up to me. ‘Not better than you sweetheart,’ I replied. ‘What was John like?’ ‘Not better than you sweetheart,’ and I had to join her in the laugh. Sally then asked me what did Carol and I do after we’d left her house. I told her and asked. "Really? Wow, that was so fucking hot and unexpected. If I hadn't turned when I did, I'd be more drenched than I am now! And my you're still hard!"I was and even thoroughly embarrassed, to say the least. I was proud that I was still able to keep my erection though."That made my pussy so wet! I'm dripping. I think I better get this thong off!" April said slowly standing and turning herself so her ass faced me.With her dress still hiked up showing her thong, I watched her reach up and pull the. Peters. He seemed veryanxious to see the box. We went to the garage while he inspected my work.He was pleased and almost seemed to get excited as he ran his fingersalong the edges. He seemed lost in some private sexual fantasy and itmade me very uncomfortable, particularly when he suddenly turned to meand told me to get into the box and lock myself inside.I stammered something of a refusal while Mr. Peters reached into hisbreast pocket and pulled out some carefully folded computer. .Once we had arrived at the park we went for a little stroll around and then to the on-site bar for a meal and a drink...The rest of the other people there seemed a mix of families, some couples and the usual gangs of loud teenagers roaming about. We had a pleasant drink and a bite to eat before wandering back to the caravan ... It must have looked a little odd, me and the two of the older guys walking hand in hand alternately as we made our way back...Once inside we settled down to a bit of.