Summer Camp On The LakeChapter 11 The Girls from Our Lady of the Perpetual Sorrows Arrive
The buses arrived, the new campers discharged and the old campers clambered aboard. Lots of tears, lots of hugs. Lots more very tight, tender and intimate hugs for Clive from girls who were happy to grind their small tits into his chest, steal a kiss on the mouth, and even pinch his bum. Jo-Lene watched all, saw all and smiled at all. This was expected and not to be worried about. They were all leaving after all. The new group were all in school uniform. This was ‘Our Lady of the Perpetual...