They assured us that they would have camp security keep an eye out for anything untoward, would ask anyone involved in such things to leave, and if ne...cessary, call in the police.Mum was not happy at their assurances, but there was nothing we could do other than to let them know what was going on. We went back to the caravan, had tea and then watched TV until bed time.The following morning it was raining, so we decided to go for a swim in the indoor pool attached to the clubhouse. Or at least. She took one of my hands and placed it on her crotch. I then opened my eyes wide, as I could feel something hard and bulging under these panties. I stared into her eyes, since I could not believe my own hand touching it.It could not be. But it was so. It grew and grew against the cotton panties. Then Stella set my hand free with a swift movement and I saw a huge, yet flaccid black cock. This time I could not believe my eyes…I suddenly reacted, slapping hard her in the face.Stella looked stunned. "You don't think she's, like, in danger up there?" Probably not. No one goes up there at this hour." She smirked at Ann. "Unless you really believe in that sex strangler character." I'm telling you, he was real. I mean, he's not there now, but he was in the past." I think it was as real as the bloody hook story, if you ask me."Ann folded her arms and pouted. "And who says that one is not real, too?"Susan sighed, rolled her eyes, and promptly dropped the subject.It was not very long before. "I can't believe you did this!" Natalie cried. Then before either of them could even think of a possible response, she took off running down the beach.Stacy pulled away from him, his soft cock finally plopping loose of her tight little orifice with a sad wet sound. James grinned inwardly at the sound, but Stacy simply said, "I'll take care of her," and pecked him a quick kiss on the mouth. She took only the time to snatch her shorts and shirt, and then ran off down the beach after her sister,.