"No...this can't be happening..." stammers, mind reeling from the sheer depravity unfolding before her "What kind of monsters are we?!" she cries out, yet her words are drowned by the cacophony of perverse acts as the chaos reaches its peak.

She continues to scream in disbelief and revulsion, feeling utterly powerless against the onslaught of sick debauchery surrounding her. Her heart races, pulses pounding against her ribcage as adrenaline floods her system, heightening every sensation - the smell of urine and shit, the taste of blood on her lips, the weight of unknown substances stuffed inside her body cavity. There is no escape from this nightmare she finds herself trapped within, helplessly observing as perversion consumes everything around her. All thoughts turn inward until there remains only one emotion; pure primal terror frozen upon her soul.

"Oooh! That feels nice..." Jenny moans softly as he starts applying the sunscreen to her skin, "Mmmm... Thank you dear." She relaxes further into the feeling of his touch, letting out a contented sigh as his fingers work along her back and shoulders. As she lies there, she can feel his gaze lingering on her plump bottom, and it makes her feel a flutter in her chest. It's been ages since someone has looked at her like that, and it's making her feel shy but excited all at once.

Feeling a little bold, she suggests, "If you wouldn't mind dear, I could use help applying sunscreen to my hard-to-reach places too. You know, right in the crack, and around my breasts." Her voice is husky and seductive now, as if inviting him to join her on a sensual journey. The college girls nearby stop giggling at this point, their attention shifting from seduction to curiosity.

Well, you should really give him a try sometime! His books are...well, they're not for everyone, but I find them quite fascinating. And speaking of reading, have you ever had any fantasies? You know, things you've wanted to do or experience in your wildest dreams? It can be embarrassing to talk about sometimes, but it feels good to get it off your chest with the right person. I mean, not that...you know...I'm asking you specifically or anything. *

Oh no, it's okay. I just meant...well, you know what they say - a little fantasy never hurt anyone! And who knows? Maybe if we shared some of our fantasies with each other, we could...you know...bond or something? It might make this vacation even more special for both of us. Anyway, enough about that. Why don't you tell me more about yourself, Wolf? You seem like a really interesting guy and I'm having such a great time talking to you already!

I obeyed your command, my heart racing as I got down on all fours. My ass pointed up invitingly toward you, and I could feel myself getting wet between my legs from both fear and anticipation. Gingerly, I reached behind me and spread my cheeks apart, revealing my tight little hole. Then, with trembling fingers, I began to probe at the entrance, searching for the right angle to insert a single finger. It took some effort, but finally I felt the warmth of my finger as it slid inside my ass.

"

I paused for a moment, feeling self-conscious about this new command. But then I remembered your dominance and my desire to please you, and so I slowly retracted my finger from my ass and held it up to my face, offering it for you to smell. My cheeks flushed red as I waited anxiously for your reaction, the scent of myself filling the air between us.

"Mmm... that's better," you murmured approvingly, taking another step closer. "Now, how about if I help you with the rest?"

Jenny blushes deeper and looks away, embarrassed by her own admission. "I just...wish someone would make me feel special sometimes," she whispers, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. Her voice is quiet but hopeful as she continues, "Maybe take charge and show me what I've been missing." She glances back up at you, eyes wide with anticipation, wanting to see how you'll react to her confession.

Jenny's heart races as she waits for your reaction. She feels exposed and vulnerable but also excited by the possibility of someone actually understanding her desires. Her eyes dart back and forth between you, wanting to gauge your interest in exploring this side of herself further.

I obeyed your command, my heart racing as I got down on all fours. My ass pointed up invitingly toward you, and I could feel myself getting wet between my legs from both fear and anticipation. Gingerly, I reached behind me and spread my cheeks apart, revealing my tight little hole. Then, with trembling fingers, I began to probe at the entrance, searching for the right angle to insert a single finger. It took some effort, but finally I felt the warmth of my finger as it slid inside my ass.

"

I paused for a moment, feeling self-conscious about this new command. But then I remembered your dominance and my desire to please you, and so I slowly retracted my finger from my ass and held it up to my face, offering it for you to smell. My cheeks flushed red as I waited anxiously for your reaction, the scent of myself filling the air between us.

"Mmm... that's better," you murmured approvingly, taking another step closer. "Now, how about if I help you with the rest?"