We never liked her too much as she didn't get along with my wife. We think she was worried my wife might make a move on Matt, or that he would check h...er out, which I often caught him doing. This particular night, after a few drinks, my wife spoke out and said, "Why don't you give her something to find when she checks your emails? Find a girl and take pictures of you guys and send it to yourself from a fake email. Get back at that bitch."Matt continued thinking about her advice and decided he. By the time one rolled around he was quite relaxed, the normality of his morning after his early encounter with Laura instilling a sense of regularity in him, though he found himself still looking forward to a sex pest version of the already prolific Laura, the prospect fueling his innate curiosity.He explained to his mom that he was going out, though she just casually waved a hand, a bemused expression on her face as he made his way from the house, running his fingers through his hair and. We spent a long time that evening just hanging out, talking and laughing around the camp fire. Each couple had their own tent so when we finally got tired that night everyone went to their own tent.Being a bunch of horny college students everyone must have had the same thoughts or urges. Jennifer and I made out a little while and soon started quietly fucking. Then we noticed the sounds of fucking coming from the other tents. Soon we could hear what had to have been every couple fucking wildly. Every inch of you. Then...” He smirks. “I would tell you to go back to your camp.”I look at him. “What?”“I'm a virgin. I don't just fuck random girls in forests.” He says and chuckles softly. I roll my eyes, still smiling. “I am too.” I say and look at him. “I'll give you the stupid boy scout honour handshake or whatever shit you guys do to prove you aren't lying.”He laughs. “I believe you!”I smile and then lean in, kissing him softly. His eyes widen, and then he kisses me back, wrapping his.