As I put my bikini back on and pulled my sweatshirt on over it, I decided to take the guys up on their invitation. Just I reached my campsite I heard someone behind me and started to turn when the campground man grabbed me around the chest, wrapping a big hand around my right tit and I felt his other hand come up between my legs, to fondle my bare ass. I’d never done this before but at this point there was no use trying to debate with the guys as they were all pretty drunk and I was too. The cool air felt good on my 34C tits as I waded out and then plunged into the water. I didn’t see your tent when I came in. I felt like my cunt was being split at the seams and without even realizing it, I had started to match his strokes, synchronizing myself to his rhythms and pushing myself back onto his cock as he pushed it into me.
