The pairing was a matter of convenience, mostly for keeping loads fairly even. Our group were members of our high school Outdoor Adventure Club. Cathy led me to our tent. Packing for a wilderness camping trip can be a pain. After about an hour it wouldn’t have worked at all.”
I stood up, topped up my cup and took the kettle down to the lake to refill. We were split into four pairs. “Was that good?” she whispered, “I’ve never managed deep throat before.”
“It was fucking great.” I whispered back. Our group were members of our high school Outdoor Adventure Club. My hands roamed over her body, tracing lightly the edges of her ears and the line of her jaw. But once in the tent and in the double bag, the sweats came off and we had a chance to enjoy ourselves as long as we were quiet. After a few more caresses, she moaned softly and pulled me closer. Her hips thrust against my groin, demanding. Dinner was a fairly tasty freeze-dried stew. I’m one of those average fellows who never stand out. She sucked me with into
