"He did as well and I walked towards the hood of his car and bent over it, showing my ass off. My cheeks were pressed firmly together by the tight lea...her. He followed me towards his car and once he stood right in front of me, I turned around, dropping to my knees. The belt came off easily but the button was a bit of a hassle, yet it didn't stop me. I reached into his pants and pulled out a nice thick cock. It was throbbing in my hands, rock hard and ready for me. Our eyes met as my tongue. They must be quick to cum so they can get back to there families but I notice who looks flustered as they exit and I let them know " nothing is free" and make them bring out their daughter or a friends niece or a wife to be used as a sex slave for the camp.. When we get back to camp at night, we spike the girls drinks (not all just the ones eager to stay up late) and they end up passed out in different tents and camp sites..but first games in the play tent down by the lake --organized by. Her nametag read 'Sandra - Level Two.' What was all this business with levels?Sandra's eyes locked on mine with what might have been longing, but I couldn't be sure. Feeling roguish, and what the hell my anonymity was protected by a mouthful of muff, I unzipped my fly and freed my cock. I mischievously waggled both my eyebrows and my erection at her as I let my tongue comb over the top of Becky's mound, letting her know my cock was on offer.Her cheeks pinkened as she bit her lower lip. She held. Monday nightIn their rooms at the other end of the hall the c***dren were both asleep. Matt and Lynn sat side by side in bed, propped up against their pillows. He was reading a book on the Civil War, she was editing a marketing report.With a tiny sigh, Matt closed his book and rolled sideways to gaze at his wife. He had always loved the way the tip of her tongue protruded just a bit from between her lips when she was concentrating. Pen poised above the paper, she absent-mindedly swept a stray.