I tried to correct her and that’s when she said she wanted to watch me. I said I wanted to watch her. So we watched each other.We didn’t cuddle or... anything after and she was gone by the time I woke up the next morning. I didn’t see her all day.That night, after all of our friends had gone, she came home and found me swimming me in the pool. We talked for a few minutes, but not about the night before. She went inside, said she’d be up in her room doing stuff. There was a look she gave that I. Last was Christina, medium-height and blond, really a beautiful girl who could easily become a model, I thought, though all the girls were cute.Terri's mom had left a lasagna casserole warming in the oven and around six-thirty, we all ate off our laps in the den as I listened to the girls pattering on about school, boys and, well, mostly, boys.Then, Christina changed the subject, "You know, I keep trying and trying, and no matter what I do, I just can't get an orgasm when I masturbate; I don't. Slowly Marion rolled her nipple between her thumb and finger as she slowly spread her pussy lips with two fingers from her other hand before sliding them deep inside herself. Slowly at first Marion fucked herself with two fingers and the hornier she became the more fingers she slid inside herself, eventually as she found that four fingers were not enough she reached in a drawer at the side of the bed and withdrew a large Dildo which she proceed to slide deep inside her now wet pussy and fuck. James's eyes were drawn to a movement in the stands. Three figures in black sweaters and grey camouflage combat trousers were edging their way down towards the level of the pitch. They carried semi-automatic weapons; evidently the women were part of the camp's security guard.James lowered himself down until he stood on the rail again so that he could rest his arms. He took a few moments to stretch and regain his strength and then pulled himself up once more. Now the guards had gone. Down on the.