As his tongue was unconsciously rolling off admiring obscenities, Jason fell forward over the woman and fastened his mouth firmly over one large brown nipple. She groaned in excited pain at his unintentional harshness, but the boy was too engrossed in his luscious task to notice. His wet lips roamed eagerly over the heaving ivory mounds, causing a twitch of blissful sensation to rock her loins below. Her tensed buttocks relaxed and began to rotate slowly into the yielding pillow below.

The young boy's hands and lips played over the sensitive flesh of her upper torso, his eyes burning with desire. Tiny goose-bumps sprang out over the whiteness of Natalie's smooth flesh as her muscles tensed with her mounting fervor.

"Nnnnnggggg… ugh… shit, Mrs. Jenkins… you got the best tits of any chick in the world… God damn! I sure would like to fuck your pussy, Mrs. Jenkins!"

Natalie stiffened at the sound of the teenager's lewd words, and yet the very lasciviousness of them excited her even more, until she knew she was losing whatever control she had had over what was occurring in the cozy living room of the teachers' and counselors' cabin. She could feel the warm moisture spreading outward from her curl-fringed cuntal lips to dampen the crotch of her short camp shorts, and she tried to press her legs together to ease the tantalizing burning sensation that was licking madly at the pit of her stomach.

Jason's hungry kisses and maddening manipulations of her blazing flesh was turning her entire body into a knotted bundle of raw nerve endings, filling her with a passion that she was powerless to check.