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My entire body hums because are we supposed to fall asleep just like this? It seems practically impossible, given the sexual tension blanketing all four of us like a mysterious fog. Not only that, but before we left for Camp Cheer, Romy told me that she was going to be sneaking off every night in order to spend time with George. So what happens now that sneaking off is unnecessary?

I wait breathlessly, clutching the sheet up to my chin. I can feel the bulk from Stan’s massive body next to me radiating heat, although of course, we don’t touch. He yawns, stretches a bit, and then settles down as his breathing becomes deep and even. That’s it? Really? He’s not turned on by the awareness of two nubile teen girls sleeping just a few feet away?

Not only that, but after some muted rustling from the other side of the room, Romy and George seem to get into comfortable positions and drop off to sleep as well. It’s silent from their side of the cabin, and I can hardly believe it. Is everyone really slumbering? It seems difficult to believe as I continue to lie in place, stiff as a board with my eyes wide-open and unseeing. Damn. Camp Cheer is definitely turning out to be different from what I thought.

But then I hear it. There’s a soft gasp and then a quiet, mewling moan. My ears perk as I catch a bit of movement from the other side of the room. Some heated whispering ensues, and then there’s the unmistakable squeak of the mattress. Romy lets out another little sigh as a wet lapping sound begins to sound in the cabin, discreet but definitely there.

I squint over at their side of the room, but it’s too dark and I can’t make out much. Then, the clouds outside shift a bit, and a shaft of moonlight penetrates through the window for just a moment, illuminating their forms. Sure enough, Romy’s breasts are bare and her eyes closed. Her back arches as George nurses at one of her big tits and she sighs blissfully, running her hands through his dark hair.

“Oh yes, Daddy,” she moans in a quiet voice. “Just like that.”

“You like it, don’t you baby girl?” he asks in a low thrum. “You like it when Daddy kisses and licks these creamy tits.”

She giggles again, arching her back even more, before the giggle morphs into another melodious moan. Holy shit, is this really happening? Are Romy and George really having sex not fifteen feet away? Meanwhile, what’s Stan doing? But the man next to me seems to be sound asleep, and he’s completely unmoving. In fact, Stan lets out a low snore then, although it’s more of a growl.

But I lie awake, my eyes wide open as Romy and George continue to go at it. Sure enough, soon George has moved to her other breast, lapping at the stiff pink peak before pulling off with an audible pop.

“Take off your panties, sweetheart,” he breathes against Romy’s creamy skin. “Let Daddy see that juicy pussy that I’ve been dying to kiss.”

There’s some rustling from the other side of the room as Romy does as she’s told, giggling softly, and then she lies back and lifts her knees up. I can see the faint outline of her knees as she holds them apart and back for her stepfather’s inspection.

“Like this, Daddy?” she moans. “Is this what you want?”

George doesn’t reply because he’s entranced by my friend’s slick, swollen womanhood. One big hand slips between her thighs, and I can see it moving between her legs, likely stroking her nub before teasing her little hole.

“Oh baby,” he growls. “You’re so wet for me, just like you always are. This is Daddy’s juicy little cunt, isn’t it? And honey, your clit’s so big and stiff. You must need it so bad.”

“I do need it,” Romy replies breathlessly. “Kiss it for me, Daddy, please.”

With that, George lowers his dark head and I can see him going to town between Romy’s legs. My friend arches her back again, tunneling her hands through his hair as her cries grow more ecstatic. Yet still, the movements and sounds are relatively muffled, and Stan doesn’t stir from his slumber beside me. Dang, my guardian is really dead to the world because this is getting hard-core and he’s going to miss the best part.

Sure enough, after a few minutes of delightful sucking and licking, George maneuvers his big frame so that he looms over Romy, almost crushing her. Her arms clasp his broad shoulders as she widens her thighs beneath him, preparing to be taken deep.

“Yes Daddy,” she murmurs musically. “I’m ready. Give it to me.”

With that, my friend lets out a long, melodious moan as her stepfather slowly eases himself into her tight womanhood.

“That’s it,” he hisses. “You’re so slick and wet, baby. You can accept all of Daddy’s length. Do it, honey.”

Romy tosses her head, sighing breathlessly before lifting her knees up even higher. George grunts.

“Fuck yeah, I’m in so deep, baby.”

Then, he draws back before pushing into her again as my friend mewls with bliss, clasping the handsome man closer to her.

“Yes,” she moans, tossing her head a bit. “Mmm, that feels good.”

Soon, the two of them are going at it at a steady pace. Romy’s murmurs and George’s low grunts assume a rhythmic quality as the man of the house drills his brat again and again. The bedsprings are creaking quite loudly, and both of them are nearing climax as the sound of flesh slapping reaches my ears. How in the world can Stan sleep through this? Yet my guardian’s bulk is still in the darkness next to me, even as I slip a finger down to my panties, stroking through the slick folds there.

Meanwhile, Romy and George hurtle towards the cliff, picking up the pace as their lovemaking becomes more frenetic. Romy’s gripping her stepdad’s shoulders now, her head thrown back as she lifts her knees even higher. Then, George bucks with one final powerful thrust before letting out a muffled roar, even as my friend convulses beneath her man, also attempting to muffle her own shriek of delight.

“Mmm!” she screams against his shoulder before biting into that bronzed flesh. “Mphph!”

George buries his face in the pillow beneath Romy’s head and roars again at low volume.

“Fuck!” he curses. “Oh shit!”

The climax seems to go on for hours, although I’m sure it’s only a few minutes. Romy and George continue to pant and moan a bit before settling back restlessly against the mattress. But to my surprise, they don’t immediately disengage. Instead, George gives his woman a few more deep pumps in the twat before finally pulling out.

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