Memories Of Camp Waters
Don’t you love it when we all get together for Christmas and rent out the Summer Camp grounds we met at? It has snowed again since we arrived making the snow virgin white. Do you remember when you were a counselor here and after kissing me the first night at meet and greet you thought I was a Jr. counselor and not a camper. You were so worried I would tell, but what you didn’t know was unlike this snow, I wasn’t a virgin.
You and I both are married now and I am the trophy wife of the man who made the wonderful weekend happen. Everyone is in the den, a fire is going and we are chatting about old times at Camp Waters. You keep looking over and me, your eyes follow me wherever I go.
It is getting late and we have an exciting day tomorrow. The snowmobiles will be here at 6am and someone has be awake to receive them. We all go to our rooms to get some sleep but around 1 am I quietly slip into your room. We have never been caught and I don’t plan on that happening now. I put my hand over your mouth and tell you you need your mouth right now so please don’t make me use a gag to quiet the sounds of pleasure you always make. Your cock immediately stiffens thinking about the games of bondage we played even when I was in my teens. You taught me well.
Give yourself the gift of Dirty Daphne this Christmas!
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Written By: Dirty Daphne
