The aroma of woman assailed me. My tongue darted out and lapped and licked her from top to bottom and back again. Her wetness flowed and soon she was ...sopping. I concentrated on her clitoris sucking and licking. Her hands were digging into the sheets and her head was rolling from side to side.She'd never be more ready than she was now. I moved up between her legs until my cock found her gaping wet pussy. The head of my cock slid right into the opening. I pushed it in slightly and felt her clamp. With a raging fire going, the counselors would lead sing-alongs with Peter Paul and Mary songs, or Pete Seeger's (it was a progressive camp, after all). They'd even sing "Old Joe Hill Is Dead," though for the lot of us, we had no idea who Joe Hill was, but the song was good. Then there'd be some social dancing, kinda like line dancing but with a folk flare to them. (In later years I learned these were Contra dances, and have finally come to enjoy them to this day).This was about the only time I. When I felt her hot breath on my cock I knew that she was horny since my wife usually didn't suck on my dick for long. I felt her lips wrap around my cock and start start sucking the head while jerking me off. I let out a soft moan and she moved down to my balls and started running her tongue along them. Suddenly she grabbed my dick and stuffed it entirely into her mouth. I pushed her head down farther. "Fuck, you're going to make me cum!" I said opening my eyes for the first time.Suddenly, I. .." a talon hand fiercely gripped his throat, stranglingout the rest of the words. "I did NOT give you permission to touch myproperty 'master,'" snarled Lady Patricia as she stepped between the nowsniveling man and Linda. "I suggest you remember to mind your mannersbefore you get hurt," Lady P said as she continued stepping forward andthe man was forced to awkwardly retreat.Lady Patricia let go of his throat and with a slight yelp and cough, heturned rapidly around. His movement jerked the.