Uncle John was standing alongside this double relaxing lounge with his pants at his ankles. Aunt Bev was sitting on the edge of that lounge wearing on...y a black bra and black thong panties. The way I knew they were thongs is, she had her legs wide open and her hand was working her hole and clit as she held Uncle John's big cock with the other hand as she worked her mouth up and down his fat shaft.Now, up until that moment I had never seen a real man's dick - well, that isn't completely true. I. .. he was much longer and there was some pain deep in me, but I was a trouper as he used my stretched cunt as he pounded away with passion... by this time others started to come in the door and we're just watching my show... he lasted under 10 minutes and pounded his load in... something hurt inside... he slid back out and as I crumpled forward on the bed, both guys exited the door, never to be seen again... I'm sure to this day they giggle about me... as I tried to recover from the internal. He wasn’t really handsome but there was something wild about him. Real a****l magnetism. Just a look and I was unable to resist… Every time we had a date I was telling myself it was the last time, I had to get over him. He was married, he was older, I didn’t love him at all. Anyways, I got back home late at night after a wild fuck… I didn’t take him seriously… till that time. Well, no need to say he was a lot more experienced than guys my age, sex with him was so exhausting and so sweet. That. It had a perfect site for what she needed. She knew the way to a glade at the edge of a small lake with a strip of sandy beach. There had been a camping weekend there with her ex which had been fun and was a good place to expunge the memories of him.Her plan was to spend five nights in her tent. On the third morning her brother was to replenish her supplies at a drop point near her campsite but without making contact. She expected to spend the entire time communing with nature and uttering not.