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As Pat tasted the young woman's wetness, pressing her mouth against the steaming cunt and sucking on her excited little clitoris, she could feel Monk moving behind her, his hands grasping her ass as he positioned himself. She held her breath in anxious anticipation as she felt the hairy chemist pulling her taut asscheeks apart, revealing her puckered anus to his gaze, framed above her pink, steaming quim. Though Monk had fucked Pat's asshole on more than one occasion, at the moment he had a different target. Monk slid his massive tool between her asscheeks a few times, teasing the bronze woman, enjoying the sight of the rounded flesh surrounding his hard shaft. The purplish head of his cock finally came to rest between her lower lips and he slowly pushed forward, sinking into her hot twat. Pat gave out a muffled squeal of joy as she felt his hard length sinking into her welcoming body.
The trees blurred by as my VW bug whined it's way around another switchback. Mid-June and it's already getting hot. Rounding a corner too close, the car kicked up red dust as I steered it past the new Camp Wininoka sign overhead. Wininoka, probably some faked American Indian name, had just opened two summers ago. Needing a change from the place I'd been working, I immediately put my name on the summer staff waiting list. I got lucky and managed to work the last month of the season last year in the camp kitchen. When another girl decided to stay home for the summer, I got a letter right after freshman english finals, asking me back. I just had enough time to pack, change plans and hit the road for California.