I feel as if they all can see it too. I feel as if they had to have seen my own creampie visibly emerge from one of the dancers. Alas, they keep cheer...ing and smiling, blissfully unaware of the spectacle. I turn back to my dancing student. She struggles with another dance movement as the stream of cum continues to trickle out, inching lower and lower from her asshole and down her leg. I am finally a fan of ballet. 8:45pm. Ballet recital ends. The two of us do not bother with false goodbyes, and. ..What the fuck did I just master-bate to.The next day was pretty uneventful. Same as the day before, great food, music, dancing, swimming, drinking, yard games and anything else fun.Around 12pm I started to get horny. Thinking of my dads friends. I would be lying if I said I wasn't walking around looking for them. Well it didn't take long. They were standing in front of one of their campers that one of them brought to sleep in. Pretending I wasn't looking for them I started to walk by like I. She stopped and told me to fuck the girl working on her pussy and I thought that was a fantastic idea. Getting off the bed to get behind the girl I lifted her up from how she was laying on her stomach while she licked away following the older one's instructions as to how she wanted her pussy licked. Now here was a lady that was not getting oral pleasure from her husband and also never has been with another woman but fantasized about it, but was now getting both and enjoying the hell out of it. Was that too far, I thought.“I would love to feel another woman‘s breasts…and well, they look so gorgeous,” I continued quickly. What a blatant lie, I thought, I have felt numerous breasts in my time and let’s face it, if I wanted to find out how breasts felt like, I would have felt my own.“Yes, ok,” she replied. I let out a sigh of relief as she fell for it, hook, line and sinker.My hand left John’s cock and flew up at the speed of light. I slowed to impulse power as I was inches away. I.