Although she didn't have the best body, but she had 2 huge tits that needed to be sucked on. I brought her into my mansion and tore her pussy up. She ...was squealing in delight. And I even blasted a massive load on her floppy tits. She left and said to me, "If you want more, just let me know."So,2 days later, I went to Vancouver to escape the craziness of America. I see this group of pretty Canadian girls stand in front of my rental car. One of them kick me in the balls. I passed out.When I woke. He has dark hair and eyes, and soft features that give his face a sensitive look. He is the man I dream about every night. The only problem is he is a counselor and I'm a camper and if any one knew what we did, neither of us would be going back to camp. Ever. After a long day of taking care of little girls as part of my training, I ran to the bathroom to shower. I washed my hair, body, teeth and got out quickly so I could sleep. On my way back to the cabin, Wolfgang came up to me and said. I mean..." Warren couldn't say it."That first night you and I made love. Yes," Jessie admitted. "That's what started it." Jess, how many years ago was that?" It was the start, I said. It's been building since then." I thought you and Crash fixed all that, right then!" Warren exclaimed."We did. To a point. But we didn't go past that point, and I needed to go past that point. I thought we were on the right track-then it stopped." She took a deep breath. "That night with you, well... as I said,. Over the next few hours, I learned that she spent years living on the streets in Samoa. Speaking English and knowing the area let her make some money off tourists to buy food and clothes. At first, she blamed me for all of her problems. One day, a little kid found her crying and asked what was wrong. As crazy as it sounded to her at the time, the six-year-olds wisdom made her stop to think. She was only alive because of me, and I wanted nothing in exchange for saving her life. Me punishing her.