"Ooooo," she moaned, rolling her hips as I wiggled my slender middle finger up into her tight cunthole.She was slick and tight in there, and I eagerly... stroked every inch of her teenaged pussyflesh."Ahuh, ahuh, ohhhh," she whimpered in encouragement as my digit ploughed her wet folds restlessly.Fluttering my tongue rapidly at the nipple, I then gave it a quick kiss before turning my eyes up to hers. She was gazing down at me with lust filling her baby-blues."Are you ready to get the fucking of. The sun had already begun to climb high into the sky when I stood. Shaking off the sleep still left in my mind I turned and walked down to the lake. I had time to kill so I stripped the pants off and waded out into the water until the waters had reached my waist, then I dove into the water. I was swimming slow circles in the water when I sensed her presence nearby. I can’t describe in human dialect how I knew she was present, it is that sense between feeling and hearing that humans refer to as. We worked long days and only had Friday’s off so it was difficult to go anywhere. Each day we got a few hours to ourselves, at about 4pm, so what we did though was about 4pm everyday we left the camp separately in different directions and met up. Deserts are not just large tracks of sands, but often large rocky outcrops and we would meet at one such point about a mile from camp. After making sure no one had followed us, we would soon be kissing, and feeling each other up. My shorts would. His body was obviously lean and muscular under the casual clothes he wore.Their eyes met for but a moment. Her mouth dropped open and she actually gasped slightly as he seemed to look far beyond her eyes. His gaze, in that moment, probed her soul and she felt a chill run down her back. He was frightening, but undeniably irresistible."Now," he said, glancing away and releasing her from his compelling scrutiny, "the class is figure drawing. I understand professor Jenkins had indicated you would.