She was my age, with long, red hair and an adorable hipster look. After a few weeks, her protective and kind of conservative father invited me camping..., wanting to, “see what kinda man I am.” Expecting some sort of excursion, I was rather surprised when the bulk of our overnight trip consisted of sitting around the fire and drinking whiskey. I couldn’t imagine keeping up with Emma’s dad, who was pounding the Jack as we shot the shit about just about everything. Eventually, after a swig off the. “Six times in an hour, dammit – you should have called me for reinforcements?” I believe I heard her say.“Maybe later, goodnight?” I said.The next morning, after our marathon day at Knott’s and my personal marathon with my wife, we took off. Claire had trouble walking and I was rather sore between my legs. I didn’t know that could happen. When I have a sore muscle somewhere, I usually ask Sarah to help, but she might be too eager to help with this particular muscle.I heard my phone vibrate, so. Her eyes darted quickly to the profile of my manhood visible from the side before glancing up once more. She was biting her lower lip but said nothing as I walked towards the pool and dove in.Not being certain that she would still be sitting at the table once I had finished swimming laps, I continued to glance that way every few laps. The magazine she had been reading never left her lap as she kept her focus on me. I considered cutting my laps short so that she wouldn’t feel obligated to stay,. When we had all arrived she told everyone that this was going to be her coming out party. She had just turned nineteen and wanted to make it special. So she told all the guys to whip out their cocks. She was going to blow all of us. You never saw so many pants dropped and cocks whipped out so quickly. She started on her knees, going to each cock, liberally sucking and licking, and then passing to the next. There were five of us there. I got my dick sucked last and it was fucking out of sight..