I had to admit it was a bit confusing because they looked so much alike and I discovered at night inside the tent, they were impossible to identify un...til they were pushed into some sort of physical response.Fortunately, we had the kinds of sleeping bags that could be joined together. It made it a lot more comfortable because we could turn and snooze in different positions without feeling all bundled up and restrained. I laughed when I saw Serena wearing the head to toe bunny sleeper looking. Following each other to and from the rest room as girls do. Then rejoining with the guys for more relaxed discussions drowned out by smoke and bass thumps. I started to notice constant contact between me and her as the night went on. When we'd stand shed come over and wrap her arms around my neck, burying her cheek into mine, kissing it before making a comment about our tits pressing together. I of course lightly went along, letting her feel me up under my boyfriend's North Face Coat, both of. The next picture had Emma’s panties tugged down, showing the creamy residue congealed on the inside of the gusset.She lowered the phone. “Get on the bed, Emma. Hands and knees. Now!”Emma quickly scampered across the room and crawled onto the bed on all fours. She looked straight ahead. Her naked body trembled. Despite herself, she could feel her pussy dampen.Carol stood, watching her. The rasp as she pulled the leather belt out of her jeans echoed around the silent room. She knelt on the bed,. At those times he'd say, quite truthfully, "Bobbi I don't knowwhat I'd do without you. You're the best friend a guy could have!"And that was her doom, to be the friend but never the lover, never to seehis eyes light up at the sight of her, never to be held in a lover'sembrace. So she cried into her pillow each night and dreamed of themoment they'd be together, when all her dreams would come true...And yet, that moment had come and she felt his lips like fire upon hersas he pressed himself on.