After a few minutes the nosebleed stopped and she sat down in the other lounge chair.She asked, “How are you doing, son?”“Mother you look really... hot in that nightgown.” I replied to her. She was a glow from having just finished having sex with my dad who was now asleep. I could smell the musky odor of their sex. Mother had on only her nightgown and no white panties. It was about 3 am. I had watched quietly while they had sex. Mother and dad had finished then my nosebleed started. She asked,”Do. She knew she was about to get what the other girl had received while she had watched from the bushes. It was now her turn. She was flipped over effortlessly and she squinted because of the sun when she looked up. She could see at least 4 males that towered over her. They were just silhouettes. She made out their muscular bodies and large hard cocks. They stroked them and held them like weapons ready to destroy her little squirming body with them. The men bent down and worked together stripping. She took one of his hands and directed it to one of her full breasts.“Squeeze,” she ordered, and he did. He had enough control to do that. She squealed in happiness, urging him on.He lost track of time, but deep inside of him, he felt it happening again. He was floating on a haze of the dark room and the scent of her, and he heard her voice start to raise in volume and pitch. Like most young men, his previous experiences had been furtive with intentional muffling, but he got the feeling she was. The mentions of the nudist camp "The Pines" and its patrons appear with permission from author Nick Scipio. Writer KMB allowed me to include a nod to his "Harem" series (which takes place in a separate but connected universe from my own celebrity fanfiction). I give my thanks to these great artists for letting me plug their writings. I also credit Greg Weisman, John Kovalic and the creators of all the other works mentioned in the text. I don't own any of these people's conceptions and I did not.